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Lunch at the Cactus Grill began our outing. The food was good and the gossip about the signature of a national artist, and how it had ended up on the restaurant's wall was fun.

Hubby and I then headed to the polls for the early voting of the primary election. There’s a specific kind of weight that I had felt this year in the voting booth. There was a need to take time to study the candidates, and me deciding on the ones with experience to run our government. I created a cheat sheet to take into the voting booth. I wasn't just choosing names; I learned that I had been naive to believe if we got rid of everybody in government, that we could start over, and cast out the evil corporations. Along with the rest of the American citizens, we found out quickly what it looks like to have people in power that don’t have a clue about what they are doing. Casting those votes felt like I had done what I could do for the moment, hoping that I had not mis-led myself, and we still have the opportunity to save our democracy. Only time will tell.

After leaving the voting center a glorious event happened. For over a year, the commute to one of our local towns had been a puzzle of detours and frustrated sighs as the main bridge stayed under construction and was impassable. But yesterday when driving toward it, I felt the words “glory be” slip out of my mouth, “look husband it’s open.” A celebration ensued between the two of us.

On returning home I checked the news… good news….could the day get any better? I saw the headline that had been years in the making: the Epstein estate had finally been required to pay out $35 million to the surviving justice warriors. It is a staggering figure, but the money was secondary to the message. It was a validation of the courage shown by those who refused to be silenced. Seeing the systems of power finally held to account added a layer of profound satisfaction to an already good day. Lord, it is not possible for me to admire a human being more than those women..