Some weeks are more trying than others. This week, for me, was one of the more difficult ones. But then I had this moment. I was running errands, and this car, with these stickers, was parked in front of me. I noticed this one first, the Fifth Amendment. On a car. A message to everyone around. And then my eyes landed on this one. And I felt seen. My kids would probably protest that I’m really not cool, just sort of nerdy. But all I want in this moment is to be a mom fighting fascism—and winning. I think we are, even though it’s a long, tough slog. We are making progress. Sometimes, you just need to see it on the bumper of a car for it to cheer you up. A woman walked down the sidewalk towards me. “Is that yours?” I asked. She smiled and shook her head in agreement. “You have the best bumper stickers I’ve seen in ages, “ I said. She smiled back, “I know who you are,” she said. “Thank you.” And just like that. Thank goodness we have each other. We’re in this together, Joyce You're currently a free subscriber to Civil Discourse with Joyce Vance . For the full experience, upgrade your subscription. |