Yesterday I was honored, humbled and so filled with hope to...

Yesterday I was honored, humbled and so filled with hope to march with 500,000 sister witches in DC for the largest march in U.S. history, the Women’s March.

There aren’t enough words to describe how life changing and consciousness raising being a part of it was, because it was more than words - it was energy, a force. It was a testament to the fact that there is no greater force than women determined to rise.

Normally I avoid politics on social media, which I know is ironic, since I work for a Kennedy, but this event wasn’t about politics for me, but rather about human rights.

As I mentioned yesterday, I was so proud to march alongside the women there with me and the ones there in spirit - for my first ancestor in this country who picked up the wreckage of her plantation that burned to the ground in the civil war, for my great grandmother on my mom’s side who came to this country from Poland with nothing, for my grandmother who left the south and everything she knew to become one of the first Ford models, for my Nana who was the first woman in her family to graduate college and retired to help raise me, for my mother who was turned down for partner at Oracle because she was a woman, for myself - and, most importantly, for my daughter, should I be lucky enough to have one one day, and her daughters.

Let’s make sure their generation knows we were never silenced. Let’s let them remember how proud we were when we told them about the march yesterday, and how we made history.

Proudly yours,

Anna