Today for the first time in my entire 30+ years I wore pants to my church instead of my beloved dresses. I participated in WPTCD- 2013. A lot of thought and prayer and debate went on for months before today but ultimately I did it. I didn't do it to pretend that there isn't a difference between men and women. I didn't do it because it is trendy. I didn't do it to cause a scene or to stand out. I didn't do it to detract from the Holy Ghost. I didn't do it to defy my leaders and I didn't do it to be rebellious. BUT. I did it. I did it because I have hope. I did it because so much of the mormon church is a result of tradition and not culture. I did it because my heavenly parents care about what is in my heart not on my body. I did it to draw attention to the unequal role of women in mormon-ism (re; equality is not a feeling). I did it to let marginalized people (not just women) know that they are loved completely for who they are. I did it because there are people who don't feel comfortable coming to my church for reasons including clothing, gender, sexual orientation, political leanings, marital status and a myriad of other reasons while they still love and hold dear our church and our shared beliefs. I did it because so many people that don't fit the mold are looked at differently. I did it to show that there is a place for everyone in my church, especially those who feel left out. I did it to teach my children that everyone deserves to be loved and respected, unconditionally. I did it to teach my kids that sometimes the church doesn't teach the unconditionally part and today as I shared and taught my children they agreed with me and they wore purple to show their support. Today I wore pants to church because I am a feminist thinker and I like love who I am.