women's march on washington

I'll tell you what I told Facebook:

I really wish I could be with you all tomorrow. I mean I hate crowds and I haven't enjoyed any march or rally or anything I've ever been to, but I really badly wish I could join you for this one. But as important as it is - I just can't. This kid is eight weeks old, and (a) I can't be away from him for that long and (b) right now I can't risk something happening to me; and I can't bring him with, because (c) he shouldn't be out for that long or in that size of a crowd and (d) I can't possibly risk something happening to him. I'm feeling sad and guilty that I am able to turn inward and focus on my family and my own safety and all I'll probably personally be losing is the knowledge that one of the voices in the crowd was mine. I'd like to be able to tell my kids in the future that I was there; instead I'll have to tell them that the timing made it impossible.

Shout a little louder for me.