This year I met an amazing group of people.  They call themselves Pumas.  I used to call myself one as well.  I am proud of them for their ideals.  For the things they want to accomplish and in that our goals are the same. 

I hope that alone I can keep fighting.  I can keep trying to stand up for the things I see are wrong.  That I can throw my voice at the evils of the world, and maybe cast some light at their shadows. 

I published this on the Puma blog, but I think I will put it here as well.

Stand up, Stand up, Stand up
Stand up for me not because I am a woman.
For I can stand up on my own.
Stand up, Stand up
Stand up for the oppression of one
Is Oppression of us all.
Stand up!
Stand up to one who would put a woman under thumb
By putting her first on her back.
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Stand up for the Mothers, sisters, and daughters
It is the strength of them that taught you how to stand.

So here I am.  Continuing to stand.