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Day 22: Walk for Freedom

I just want to take a moment to brag on my friends, family and local high school students who took time and money from their busy Sunday mornings to walk through downtown Jacksonville with me for Walk for Freedom.

If you missed out, please consider making a donation at http://www.justgiving.com/walkforfreedomflorida.

The group after Walk for Freedom 2009

The group after Walk for Freedom 2009

Walk for Freedom and its sister events, Run for Freedom — London and Run for Freedom — Bermuda were conceived by Charlotte Wilberforce, the awesome woman behind Stop the Traffik. I met her in Bermuda last May; this February, she and I talked and got the first ever awareness event for human trafficking on behalf of Stop the Traffik in the USA under way, organized by me here in good ole’ Florida.

We walked a few miles total. We were a group of blue shirts (designed by me, I’m proud to say) that enjoyed the sunny, breezy March morning and handed information out to other folks on how modern slavery not only continues in sickening amounts, but hits home more than we realize: A 29-year-old Jacksonville man was convicted this month for child sex trafficking after tricking two teen girls to come here from Virginia for “job opportunities” … what they didn’t know what the job was to be forced into prostitution. Thankfully the girls testified against him, and with any luck he will be in jail for the rest of his life. Sadly, millions of people each year will never see such justice, and that’s why the 30 or so of us were out this morning — awareness, education and support. Thank you all again and again.

I also want to apologize if I was bossy and crabby this morning. I was up all night stressing about the event’s success or failure, plus obviously not feeling on top of my game (thanks endo). But everyone seemed to have fun and enjoy the day, and I am so grateful to everyone for being there. Yup, that’s me in the front row with my little yellow endometriosis awareness ribbon pinned to my burgeoning bosom, up a full cup size thanks to my moon’s hormones (thanks again, PCOS and endo, you bastards with perfect timing).

I think I’ve found an excellent sleep aid for us: After a nice Mexican lunch including a delicious margarita with fellow Walkers and coworkers David and Jason, I did one errand but started falling asleep while driving, so I went back to my loving bed and took a nap with the windows open. It was sublime. I recommend it.