I think about this song, “Let’s Go,” and remember the kids and I forging our new path of self reclaiming 2011-2012 while listening to it on the radio, driving along Morro Bay and Cayucos coastlines on Highway 1 during Monarch migrations, and going North along 101 for a concert in San Francisco.
The message then is the same now and I can feel it today, permeating my bones strongly. It feels like nothing has really changed, although much has technically been accomplished. We are just farther along on our journies.
