Sitting between Rachel and Kasra and watching the Monologos de la Vagina in Mexico City for the last time, I felt a sense of peace. I had interviewed each of the three actresses, so for me their own voices and love for the text combined with the script, making true the title of my project, “Women Echoed eachother”.

I have few regrets from this first stage, having squeezed in a few last interviews with actresses, the NGO the money is donated to, and the original translator/adaptor. I wish I could have interviewed the director, and I feel I should have gone to Juarez to visit the shelter there and to try and better understand the femicide there. I should have gone. I was afraid and didn't prioritize it, and that was wrong.

Listening to the final words of the Mexican version, “Yo estaba alli, yo recuerdo” felt final, and right. I was there. I learned. I will remember. It is time to move on.