“Feminist” seems like a dirty word these days, as if being a feminist negates all the other things one is—or as if being a feminist means hating men (which I don’t—I’m married to one, have men who are good friends) but I’m using it because it’s most accurate:
Proud to be standing next to you. Glad I am part of your community.
Thanks, Dalia. And me, with you. xo