Note, this post was written last week, but my energy was ebbing and I worried that I wasn’t clear and lacked confidence in my voice following the shooting. I’m feeling better, looked it over and now I’m posting it.This week I’ve been shaky and a bit daft from the trauma of Monday’s shooting. However, a ray of sun broke through. Yesterday, exhausted and emotionally and physically spent I rallied and went downtown for my confirmation hearing before the City Council’s Planning department. It was long scheduled and not the kind of thing you can easily change. It was good to have a reason to put on make up and I got my hair blown out. Felt down right therapeutic. When I was being interviewed I said straight up that I was off my game and why. “Sorry if I’m not clear headed, you see I was at Wilshire division last night…” They were kind and it went well. The next day was the big confirmation in front of the city council.
Let me back up… so the last couple of years I’ve been a volunteering, community machine. So much so that as I crouched in the lectern Monday night as bullets fired and I was praying I wouldn’t be killed I did think, “Maybe I volunteer too much?” I’m happy that I have lived to fulfill this honor that Mayor Garcetti has bestowed upon me to be on the Central Area Planning Commission.
I pulled Vivien from school for the occasion. I want my daughter to be proud of me. My sisters, mom and Mark were all there.
We waited a while the eccentric characters who make one challenge our countries commitment to free speech spoke. ( one guy had a cape, the other muttered “stupid bitches” under his breath) Than I and another commissioner went and sat at the table in front of the council.
My councilman Herb Wesson, President of the Council, spoke. He said he whole heartedly endorsed both of us for the appointments, but he wanted to speak about why he thought I would be a good commissioner. He spoke about showing up after the shooting,(he did) which is in his district. That he had come to check on his staffer who was present during the shooting and the other people who were with me in that community room. He said, “They applauded for me. I should applaud them.” I said later, we applauded for you because we were touched that you were there for us and had come to support us. He said he would have been running screaming, but the council had stayed calmed and passed three motions after the shooting was over. He said that I, and the others, were heroes and that if I could handle that I could handle this appointment. I’m paraphrasing, but it was a very generous speech. I would say the heroes were the LAPD officers who under fire neutralized the suspect and the police who RAN IN toward the sounds of shots to liberate us . THOSE are the heroes. I’ve never been happier to see a cop in my life!!
I got a tad uneasy as I realized Vivien was hearing this. I have purposely NOT told my children about this incident. I think it would freak them out. So I turned to look at Vivien sitting with the rest of my family to gauge how she was taking this in. She smiled broadly. I smiled back. I don’t think she really got it, but later I said, some people had a loud fight near our meeting, but everything was ok. She seemed fine with that.
After the council confirmed us we went to the city clerk office and I was sworn in. I’m so lucky to have such great support. It was a good moment. Click for my swearing in I got a little choked up, in a good way.