Voice
Aug 16th, 2021 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
No Comments 
Philip, my husband, gently massages the knot in my shoulder. “Are you ready?”
Turning, I kiss him on the lips. “Of course.”
My daughter is playing with her grandmother, talking gibberish. This is for her future as much as it is for mine. She will be more than a housewife.
I grab my banner, walk out the door and join the parade of women marching down “Fifth Avenue.”
It may not happen today or tomorrow, but we will keep on going until we’re equal.
With Philip smiling and watching from the sidewalk, I feel confident our voice will be heard.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Please support the site by purchasing one of my books on Amazon. Check out Quitting The Grave, a murder mystery set on the Oregon Trail. Plus, don't forget my other books: They Both Loved Vonnegut, Ahab's Adventures in Wonderland, and Picasso Painted Dinosaurs.