You were coming out of the supermarket as we walked in. Resplendent in skirt, high heels and blouse, pushing your shopping cart out into the parking lot with bowed shoulders and a shuffling gait.
I’m sure you got many strange looks on your trip out today. I am sure you even got some cruel comments, but I hope you know how brave you are. I hope you know how your courage gives others courage. I hope you know that though you are no doubt ostracised in many ways by those who do not understand and by those who fear what it is you represent.
You may not know this, but you are one of the leaders of a revolution whose time has yet to come. On this trip you avoided the gazes of those around you, and for that I cannot blame you, but please, next time you step out, hold your head high. You are magnificent.