I was especially excited to reconnect with some of my colleagues whom I hadn’t seen in person since the COVID-19 pandemic began. Perhaps most importantly, I was about to march in my first Pride parade, side-by-side with my ERN team along with a number of LGBTQ + allies who had also volunteered for the event. “As I headed out the door at 6 a.m., that old Barbra Streisand song “Don’t Rain on My Parade” kept running through my head.” Now, here I was, chair of Gresham Smith’s LGBTQ+ Alliance Employee Resource Network (ERN) and ready to fill my car to the gills with flags, T-shirts, stickers and glasses that were all the colors of the rainbow. This is like going from zero to one hundred, I thought to myself, as I reflected on how I only stepped into my truth just a few short years ago. Never underestimating the power of strong, black coffee and some sugar, I poured myself a large cup of java and began to reminisce about my journey that had led me to this day. An ominous sign I feared, especially as this was my first Pride festival ever. It was finally here-the 2021 Nashville Pride Parade and Festival! Excited and anxious to get my day started, I checked the weather only to see severe storms rolling into Nashville. When my alarm chimed at 4:30 a.m., I woke up to a dark and foggy Saturday morning.
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