I got the worst call of my life today, my sister called and said she has been diagnosed with terminal brain cancer, I still decided to go to the protest today that I heard about on the The 50501 Movement page on 6/14.

I stood alone, crying in the rain, heartbroken about my sister, praying that God will deliver us from the treachery of the House GOP, the Senate GOP & the Orange and his gang of treasonous thugs before my sister is forced to leave this life too soon (one year diagnosis), so she can die knowing our nation was saved from the traitors perpetrating this embedded insurrection.

In a way, I was glad nobody was there so I didn’t have to make small talk when all I could do was sob.