Extraordinary.
ex·traor·di·nar·y/ikˈstrôrdnˌerē/Adjective
This week has been extraordinary.
I have stood one foot away from Reverend Jesse Jackson and heard him tell a crowd of 20,000 that “the ground is no place for champions- we must rise.” I have woken up each day with a purpose- to get to the Capitol. I have watched my boyfriend, who usually can’t drive five feet into his hometown without getting pulled over (he has long hair and a van) run laps around the Capitol to find a pizza to offer to the hungry sheriffs watching over the peaceful crowd. While one power-hungry and confused man is trying to take away our rights, I have never felt more empowered or inspired. I want to be a better teacher, activist and friend. I have smiled more, cheered more, hugged more. I will hold on hope. Together we must rise.
WISCONSIN FUN NEXT EXIT 
Erica,
Thank you for posting all of the pics from the Capitol on facebook. We were there last weekend for a bit and were pleasantly surprised that so many passionate people were able to express themselves peacefully despite being so brutally attacked and disrespected.
Keep going!!!!
Thank you, Kelly! It really has been amazing. I have loved being there and taking photos to share with everyone who cannot be there every day. We will keep fighting!
ex·traor·di·nar·y post. Although you did fail to mention that said boyfriend gave a fiery speech to a crowd of 60,000, and then performed for them. I thought that was pretty ex·traor·di·nar·y. Not that a long-haired hippie feeding hungry sheriffs isn’t, mind you.
Thank you, Don! And you right- his speech was fiery-ly extraordinary!