Three hundred days of selfies by people who call themselves feminists.
What I have noticed over the course of these hundreds of days is the extraordinary way we are living our ordinary days. Many of us have kids and the selfies with kids show frustration, fear, love, and joy. Some of us are students, mostly in graduate school, struggling with imposter syndrome. Some of us are working on leading a healthier lifestyle. Some of us are just trying to get by. We express our feminism in different ways. We have pics at protests, escorting at clinics, teaching our boys that it is ok to cry, watching our girls be brave, bringing home the bacon and frying it up while our partners are away from home.
I have said it before and I will say it again, it has been an honor to meet all of you. Even those of you who have only posted a few times or ran out of steam.
I do have a few challenges in the hopper for November and December as I am also weary of this project. Which is why when people ask if this will continue into 2015, I say, "Not by me!"
Or maybe it will.
If you have ideas on how we can keep this momentum going in 2015, please share in the comments or ping me on social media. I do know I want to continue all your smiling, frowning, scared, joyous, hurt loving faces.