Sunday we had lots and lots. And many of them.
In Italy, in the world. Even in Lucca.
In my town there were more than a thousand. With umbrellas (luckily it did not rain a lot), balloons, pictures, signs.
We marched, sang, spoke.
And we had fun, too.
I have seen many beautiful faces in the square and on the web. Our faces, the faces of women who have made history, with actions, decisions, findings, politics, science and literature.
The faces of those who cook dinner every day of victory for a career, a first step, for a word, look for a partner who can understand who we are and what we want. And so does the story, ran the world, as my grandmother used to say. it's time to say, claim, return to give the right value to things, commitments, choices.
I would not stop there, we also on the web.
I wish we invent something else.
A hug.
PS: Superbaby has enthusiastically participated in the final part (before nap) of the event. He has been performing like a top for the square, falling in the puddles, trying to make friends with some little kid a 'snob, making photography as a serious actor. I looked at him and I felt very important. Real importance.
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