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Pramila Jayapal Instagram - 17 years ago yesterday, I married the love of my life. It’s been 21 years together and I cannot imagine life without him. He is the kindest and most generous soul, curious and inquisitive about everything, so funny, and incredibly supportive of me and our making a difference in the world. We have weathered good, bad and terrifying times together that have only cemented our love. I found a great garland at the West Seattle farmers market yesterday to recreate (kind of!) the garlands we got married with! And we had the perfect anniversary celebration at Golden Gardens park on the beach last night with a picnic, watching the sunset, celebrating each other and dreaming into the future. Thank you @touchingmyheart. Happy anniversary! I love you. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - 17 years ago yesterday, I married the love of my life. It’s been 21 years together and I cannot imagine life without him. He is the kindest and most generous soul, curious and inquisitive about everything, so funny, and incredibly supportive of me and our making a difference in the world. We have weathered good, bad and terrifying times together that have only cemented our love. I found a great garland at the West Seattle farmers market yesterday to recreate (kind of!) the garlands we got married with! And we had the perfect anniversary celebration at Golden Gardens park on the beach last night with a picnic, watching the sunset, celebrating each other and dreaming into the future. Thank you @touchingmyheart. Happy anniversary! I love you. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - 17 years ago yesterday, I married the love of my life. It’s been 21 years together and I cannot imagine life without him. He is the kindest and most generous soul, curious and inquisitive about everything, so funny, and incredibly supportive of me and our making a difference in the world. We have weathered good, bad and terrifying times together that have only cemented our love. I found a great garland at the West Seattle farmers market yesterday to recreate (kind of!) the garlands we got married with! And we had the perfect anniversary celebration at Golden Gardens park on the beach last night with a picnic, watching the sunset, celebrating each other and dreaming into the future. Thank you @touchingmyheart. Happy anniversary! I love you. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Incredible night sky with Aurora Borealis in west Seattle! Magical universe.🪄
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Incredible night sky with Aurora Borealis in west Seattle! Magical universe.🪄
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Incredible night sky with Aurora Borealis in west Seattle! Magical universe.🪄
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Incredible night sky with Aurora Borealis in west Seattle! Magical universe.🪄
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Senate Democrats: show courage. Stand up against Trump and Musk and their destruction. Vote no on cloture.
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Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Proud to be a partner with @POTUS on advancing transformational progressive policies. From canceling student debt for up to 30 million Americans, to forcing Big Pharma to negotiate drug prices, to making the largest-ever investment in the climate crisis, we’re getting stuff done.
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Pramila Jayapal Instagram - The Kroger-Albertsons merger could have catastrophic repercussions for consumers, workers, and communities across the country. That’s why I am leading an amicus brief to support the FTC’s efforts to stop this merger. Read more: https://www.seattletimes.com/business/northwest-lawmakers-join-push-to-block-kroger-albertsons-merger/
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - ICYMI: I’m leading an amicus brief to support the FTC’s efforts to stop the Kroger-Albertsons merger. This puts 100 grocery stores across WA at risk and could have bad consequences for both workers and consumers. We must do what’s right for WA families.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - 🚨BREAKING: With @RepRaskin and @RepMGS, I’m leading 100 House Democrats in demanding answers on Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest. Trump’s attempt to deport Khalil is authoritarian and an attack on the First Amendment. We won’t sit quietly as his administration tries to dismantle free speech.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - 🚨BREAKING: With @RepRaskin and @RepMGS, I’m leading 100 House Democrats in demanding answers on Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest. Trump’s attempt to deport Khalil is authoritarian and an attack on the First Amendment. We won’t sit quietly as his administration tries to dismantle free speech.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - 🚨BREAKING: With @RepRaskin and @RepMGS, I’m leading 100 House Democrats in demanding answers on Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest. Trump’s attempt to deport Khalil is authoritarian and an attack on the First Amendment. We won’t sit quietly as his administration tries to dismantle free speech.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - This is a great move from the FTC! Noncompete agreements keep wages low and are anti-worker and anti-competitive. This is a pro-worker move that will mean people get paid more, and I’m proud to have helped advocate for it.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - ICYMI: @USProgressives rolled out our bold, transformative 2025 agenda to empower workers, lower costs, protect our planet, improve public education, and so much more. So proud to lead this diverse and impressive caucus in fighting for progressive policies everywhere.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - You heard me: we NEED Medicare for All. Our health care system is broken, and we need fundamental changes to ensure people get the care they deserve. No more care delays, denials, or out of control costs. Just health care, when and where you need it.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest and attempted deportation are straight out of an authoritarian playbook, not one of elected officials in a democratic society who claim to be champions of free speech. I’m leading more than 100 House Democrats in demanding answers.
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Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 members in calling on the admin to prevent an assault on Rafah by any means necessary, including withholding offensive aid to Israel that can be used in an invasion. We must prioritize the safety of innocent Palestinian civilians.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Today is Rosa Parks’ birthday. Her bravery, resilience, and determination to stand against oppression have been guiding lights for activists through generations. Let us continue to fight for justice in her memory.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Today I voted ‘no’ on H.R. 8034, the Israel Security Supplemental Appropriations Act. Read my full statement with many of my colleagues who also voted no.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Democrats will always fight to defend and expand your right to access IVF treatment.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Today marks the start of Black History Month — a time to recognize both the hardships endured by and celebrate the achievements of Black Americans. Black history is American history and it is critical that we honor Black voices and leaders every single day of the year.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Regardless of your immigration status, you have rights. As reports of ICE raids increase across the country, make sure you know your rights and share them with neighbors, friends, and loved ones. And as always, my office is here to help.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Regardless of your immigration status, you have rights. As reports of ICE raids increase across the country, make sure you know your rights and share them with neighbors, friends, and loved ones. And as always, my office is here to help.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - Regardless of your immigration status, you have rights. As reports of ICE raids increase across the country, make sure you know your rights and share them with neighbors, friends, and loved ones. And as always, my office is here to help.
Pramila Jayapal Instagram - I will be voting no on this bill that gives more military assistance to the Netanyahu government to wage death and destruction on innocent Palestinians. This is a moment of great consequence: the first vote where we as Congress can weigh in on the direction of this war. If Congress votes to continue to supply offensive military aid, we make ourselves complicit in this tragedy.
Pramila Jayapal - 3.6K Likes - 17 years ago yesterday, I married the love of my life. It’s been 21 years together and I cannot imagine life without him. He is the kindest and most generous soul, curious and inquisitive about everything, so funny, and incredibly supportive of me and our making a difference in the world. We have weathered good, bad and terrifying times together that have only cemented our love. I found a great garland at the West Seattle farmers market yesterday to recreate (kind of!) the garlands we got married with! And we had the perfect anniversary celebration at Golden Gardens park on the beach last night with a picnic, watching the sunset, celebrating each other and dreaming into the future. Thank you @touchingmyheart. Happy anniversary! I love you. ❤️

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Caption : 17 years ago yesterday, I married the love of my life. It’s been 21 years together and I cannot imagine life without him. He is the kindest and most generous soul, curious and inquisitive about everything, so funny, and incredibly supportive of me and our making a difference in the world. We have weathered good, bad and terrifying times together that have only cemented our love. I found a great garland at the West Seattle farmers market yesterday to recreate (kind of!) the garlands we got married with! And we had the perfect anniversary celebration at Golden Gardens park on the beach last night with a picnic, watching the sunset, celebrating each other and dreaming into the future. Thank you @touchingmyheart. Happy anniversary! I love you. ❤️
Likes : 3637Pramila Jayapal - 3.6K Likes - 17 years ago yesterday, I married the love of my life. It’s been 21 years together and I cannot imagine life without him. He is the kindest and most generous soul, curious and inquisitive about everything, so funny, and incredibly supportive of me and our making a difference in the world. We have weathered good, bad and terrifying times together that have only cemented our love. I found a great garland at the West Seattle farmers market yesterday to recreate (kind of!) the garlands we got married with! And we had the perfect anniversary celebration at Golden Gardens park on the beach last night with a picnic, watching the sunset, celebrating each other and dreaming into the future. Thank you @touchingmyheart. Happy anniversary! I love you. ❤️

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Caption : 17 years ago yesterday, I married the love of my life. It’s been 21 years together and I cannot imagine life without him. He is the kindest and most generous soul, curious and inquisitive about everything, so funny, and incredibly supportive of me and our making a difference in the world. We have weathered good, bad and terrifying times together that have only cemented our love. I found a great garland at the West Seattle farmers market yesterday to recreate (kind of!) the garlands we got married with! And we had the perfect anniversary celebration at Golden Gardens park on the beach last night with a picnic, watching the sunset, celebrating each other and dreaming into the future. Thank you @touchingmyheart. Happy anniversary! I love you. ❤️
Likes : 3637Pramila Jayapal - 3.6K Likes - 17 years ago yesterday, I married the love of my life. It’s been 21 years together and I cannot imagine life without him. He is the kindest and most generous soul, curious and inquisitive about everything, so funny, and incredibly supportive of me and our making a difference in the world. We have weathered good, bad and terrifying times together that have only cemented our love. I found a great garland at the West Seattle farmers market yesterday to recreate (kind of!) the garlands we got married with! And we had the perfect anniversary celebration at Golden Gardens park on the beach last night with a picnic, watching the sunset, celebrating each other and dreaming into the future. Thank you @touchingmyheart. Happy anniversary! I love you. ❤️

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Caption : 17 years ago yesterday, I married the love of my life. It’s been 21 years together and I cannot imagine life without him. He is the kindest and most generous soul, curious and inquisitive about everything, so funny, and incredibly supportive of me and our making a difference in the world. We have weathered good, bad and terrifying times together that have only cemented our love. I found a great garland at the West Seattle farmers market yesterday to recreate (kind of!) the garlands we got married with! And we had the perfect anniversary celebration at Golden Gardens park on the beach last night with a picnic, watching the sunset, celebrating each other and dreaming into the future. Thank you @touchingmyheart. Happy anniversary! I love you. ❤️
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Caption : Incredible night sky with Aurora Borealis in west Seattle! Magical universe.🪄
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Caption : Incredible night sky with Aurora Borealis in west Seattle! Magical universe.🪄
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Caption : Incredible night sky with Aurora Borealis in west Seattle! Magical universe.🪄
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Caption : Incredible night sky with Aurora Borealis in west Seattle! Magical universe.🪄
Likes : 2691Pramila Jayapal - 2.4K Likes - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️

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Caption : One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Likes : 2406Pramila Jayapal - 2.4K Likes - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️

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Caption : One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Likes : 2406Pramila Jayapal - 2.4K Likes - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️

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Caption : One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Likes : 2406Pramila Jayapal - 2.4K Likes - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️

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Caption : One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Likes : 2406Pramila Jayapal - 2.4K Likes - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️

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Caption : One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Likes : 2406Pramila Jayapal - 2.4K Likes - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️

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Caption : One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Likes : 2406Pramila Jayapal - 2.4K Likes - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️

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Caption : One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Likes : 2406Pramila Jayapal - 2.4K Likes - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️

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Caption : One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Likes : 2406Pramila Jayapal - 2.4K Likes - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️

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Caption : One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Likes : 2406Pramila Jayapal - 2.4K Likes - One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️

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Caption : One week ago, my sister and I immersed my father’s ashes in the Cauvery River in India. He was 93 and passed away peacefully. Clearing out his stuff, I am reminded of who he was. He and my mother loved parties, dancing & entertaining. He loved singing & would often call us and sing Stevie Wonder’s “I just called to say I love you.” He was super competitive, played endless games of Phase 10 and hated to lose—even to the kids! He was a perfectionist, demanding order in everything, even folding laundry before he put it in the wash. He couldn’t throw anything away, so his closets were full of empty little boxes, airline freebies, even broken suitcases. He got sustenance from daily 60-90 minute walks, rain or shine, at a pace that had us running to keep up. He was loyal & would help anyone in need. He possessed a genius math/engineering mind, scoring at the top of the all-India exams, setting ambitious goals and meeting them. When he and my mom moved to Indonesia in 1969, they charted new territory in an unknown place. He travelled for work & then more with mom following her passions. He supported my mother’s many careers as teacher, author and counselor. He believed completely in education, and that his daughters could achieve anything with it. Unlike many of his era who wanted to have sons, he always wanted daughters. He sent us away to college in America at 16 when he had nothing in the bank, because he wanted us to have all the opportunities available. I don’t think there was much thought to how we would never live on the same continent as them again. As we all came to realize, children being far away as their parents age is but one of the prices of migration. It wasn’t all perfect—like everyone, he had flaws & we had our rough patches. But as I sift through all the memories, I see how much of him is also in me and I am grateful. As we put his ashes in the beautiful rushing river, sky above as blue and clear as could be, trees swaying, it was the perfect place & moment to send him on his final journey. While the hole in my heart is there, it is now growing the flowers of memory & gratitude for all he was. Om Shanti, dearest Papa. May your soul attain moksha. ❤️
Likes : 2406Pramila Jayapal - 2.3K Likes - Senate Democrats: show courage. Stand up against Trump and Musk and their destruction. Vote no on cloture.

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Caption : Senate Democrats: show courage. Stand up against Trump and Musk and their destruction. Vote no on cloture.
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Likes : 1345Pramila Jayapal - 1.3K Likes - Proud to be a partner with @POTUS on advancing transformational progressive policies. From canceling student debt for up to 30 million Americans, to forcing Big Pharma to negotiate drug prices, to making the largest-ever investment in the climate crisis, we’re getting stuff done.

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Caption : Proud to be a partner with @POTUS on advancing transformational progressive policies. From canceling student debt for up to 30 million Americans, to forcing Big Pharma to negotiate drug prices, to making the largest-ever investment in the climate crisis, we’re getting stuff done.
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Likes : 1309Pramila Jayapal - 1.3K Likes - The Kroger-Albertsons merger could have catastrophic repercussions for consumers, workers, and communities across the country. That’s why I am leading an amicus brief to support the FTC’s efforts to stop this merger. Read more: https://www.seattletimes.com/business/northwest-lawmakers-join-push-to-block-kroger-albertsons-merger/

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Caption : The Kroger-Albertsons merger could have catastrophic repercussions for consumers, workers, and communities across the country. That’s why I am leading an amicus brief to support the FTC’s efforts to stop this merger. Read more: https://www.seattletimes.com/business/northwest-lawmakers-join-push-to-block-kroger-albertsons-merger/
Likes : 1262Pramila Jayapal - 1.3K Likes - ICYMI: I’m leading an amicus brief to support the FTC’s efforts to stop the Kroger-Albertsons merger. This puts 100 grocery stores across WA at risk and could have bad consequences for both workers and consumers. We must do what’s right for WA families.

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Caption : ICYMI: I’m leading an amicus brief to support the FTC’s efforts to stop the Kroger-Albertsons merger. This puts 100 grocery stores across WA at risk and could have bad consequences for both workers and consumers. We must do what’s right for WA families.
Likes : 1251Pramila Jayapal - 1.2K Likes - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.

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Caption : I’ll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We’ve seen this script before. It’s racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let’s come together to stop it.
Likes : 1180Pramila Jayapal - 1.2K Likes - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.

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Caption : I’ll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We’ve seen this script before. It’s racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let’s come together to stop it.
Likes : 1180Pramila Jayapal - 1.2K Likes - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.

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Caption : I’ll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We’ve seen this script before. It’s racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let’s come together to stop it.
Likes : 1180Pramila Jayapal - 1.2K Likes - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.

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Caption : I’ll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We’ve seen this script before. It’s racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let’s come together to stop it.
Likes : 1180Pramila Jayapal - 1.2K Likes - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.

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Caption : I’ll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We’ve seen this script before. It’s racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let’s come together to stop it.
Likes : 1180Pramila Jayapal - 1.2K Likes - I'll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We've seen this script before. It's racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let's come together to stop it.

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Caption : I’ll be introducing my No Round Up Act to stop Donald Trump from forcing immigrants to register with the government. We’ve seen this script before. It’s racist, xenophobic, and a waste of resources. Let’s come together to stop it.
Likes : 1180Pramila Jayapal - 1.1K Likes - 🚨BREAKING: With @RepRaskin and @RepMGS, I’m leading 100 House Democrats in demanding answers on Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest. Trump’s attempt to deport Khalil is authoritarian and an attack on the First Amendment. We won’t sit quietly as his administration tries to dismantle free speech.

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Caption : 🚨BREAKING: With @RepRaskin and @RepMGS, I’m leading 100 House Democrats in demanding answers on Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest. Trump’s attempt to deport Khalil is authoritarian and an attack on the First Amendment. We won’t sit quietly as his administration tries to dismantle free speech.
Likes : 1066Pramila Jayapal - 1.1K Likes - 🚨BREAKING: With @RepRaskin and @RepMGS, I’m leading 100 House Democrats in demanding answers on Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest. Trump’s attempt to deport Khalil is authoritarian and an attack on the First Amendment. We won’t sit quietly as his administration tries to dismantle free speech.

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Caption : 🚨BREAKING: With @RepRaskin and @RepMGS, I’m leading 100 House Democrats in demanding answers on Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest. Trump’s attempt to deport Khalil is authoritarian and an attack on the First Amendment. We won’t sit quietly as his administration tries to dismantle free speech.
Likes : 1066Pramila Jayapal - 1.1K Likes - 🚨BREAKING: With @RepRaskin and @RepMGS, I’m leading 100 House Democrats in demanding answers on Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest. Trump’s attempt to deport Khalil is authoritarian and an attack on the First Amendment. We won’t sit quietly as his administration tries to dismantle free speech.

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Caption : 🚨BREAKING: With @RepRaskin and @RepMGS, I’m leading 100 House Democrats in demanding answers on Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest. Trump’s attempt to deport Khalil is authoritarian and an attack on the First Amendment. We won’t sit quietly as his administration tries to dismantle free speech.
Likes : 1066Pramila Jayapal - 1K Likes - This is a great move from the FTC! Noncompete agreements keep wages low and are anti-worker and anti-competitive. This is a pro-worker move that will mean people get paid more, and I’m proud to have helped advocate for it.

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Caption : This is a great move from the FTC! Noncompete agreements keep wages low and are anti-worker and anti-competitive. This is a pro-worker move that will mean people get paid more, and I’m proud to have helped advocate for it.
Likes : 966Pramila Jayapal - 0.9K Likes - ICYMI: @USProgressives rolled out our bold, transformative 2025 agenda to empower workers, lower costs, protect our planet, improve public education, and so much more. So proud to lead this diverse and impressive caucus in fighting for progressive policies everywhere.

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Caption : ICYMI: @USProgressives rolled out our bold, transformative 2025 agenda to empower workers, lower costs, protect our planet, improve public education, and so much more. So proud to lead this diverse and impressive caucus in fighting for progressive policies everywhere.
Likes : 911Pramila Jayapal - 894 Likes - You heard me: we NEED Medicare for All. Our health care system is broken, and we need fundamental changes to ensure people get the care they deserve. No more care delays, denials, or out of control costs. Just health care, when and where you need it.

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Caption : You heard me: we NEED Medicare for All. Our health care system is broken, and we need fundamental changes to ensure people get the care they deserve. No more care delays, denials, or out of control costs. Just health care, when and where you need it.
Likes : 894Pramila Jayapal - 868 Likes - Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest and attempted deportation are straight out of an authoritarian playbook, not one of elected officials in a democratic society who claim to be champions of free speech. I’m leading more than 100 House Democrats in demanding answers.

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Caption : Mahmoud Khalil’s arrest and attempted deportation are straight out of an authoritarian playbook, not one of elected officials in a democratic society who claim to be champions of free speech. I’m leading more than 100 House Democrats in demanding answers.
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Likes : 832Pramila Jayapal - 760 Likes - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 members in calling on the admin to prevent an assault on Rafah by any means necessary, including withholding offensive aid to Israel that can be used in an invasion. We must prioritize the safety of innocent Palestinian civilians.

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Caption : I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 members in calling on the admin to prevent an assault on Rafah by any means necessary, including withholding offensive aid to Israel that can be used in an invasion. We must prioritize the safety of innocent Palestinian civilians.
Likes : 760Pramila Jayapal - 759 Likes - Today is Rosa Parks’ birthday. Her bravery, resilience, and determination to stand against oppression have been guiding lights for activists through generations. Let us continue to fight for justice in her memory.

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Caption : Today is Rosa Parks’ birthday. Her bravery, resilience, and determination to stand against oppression have been guiding lights for activists through generations. Let us continue to fight for justice in her memory.
Likes : 759Pramila Jayapal - 758 Likes - Today I voted ‘no’ on H.R. 8034, the Israel Security Supplemental Appropriations Act. Read my full statement with many of my colleagues who also voted no.

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Caption : Today I voted ‘no’ on H.R. 8034, the Israel Security Supplemental Appropriations Act. Read my full statement with many of my colleagues who also voted no.
Likes : 758Pramila Jayapal - 745 Likes - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.

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Caption : I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Likes : 745Pramila Jayapal - 745 Likes - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.

745 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Likes : 745Pramila Jayapal - 745 Likes - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.

745 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Likes : 745Pramila Jayapal - 745 Likes - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.

745 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Likes : 745Pramila Jayapal - 745 Likes - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.

745 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Likes : 745Pramila Jayapal - 745 Likes - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.

745 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Likes : 745Pramila Jayapal - 745 Likes - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.

745 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Likes : 745Pramila Jayapal - 745 Likes - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.

745 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Likes : 745Pramila Jayapal - 745 Likes - I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.

745 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : I and @repmadeleinedean led 55 other members, in calling on the Biden administration to enforce U.S. law and withhold offensive aid to Israel that can be used for a Rafah assault. We all must keep working to achieve a lasting ceasefire to save lives, return hostages, and build a path toward security for all.
Likes : 745Pramila Jayapal - 637 Likes - Democrats will always fight to defend and expand your right to access IVF treatment.

637 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : Democrats will always fight to defend and expand your right to access IVF treatment.
Likes : 637Pramila Jayapal - 622 Likes - Today marks the start of Black History Month — a time to recognize both the hardships endured by and celebrate the achievements of Black Americans. Black history is American history and it is critical that we honor Black voices and leaders every single day of the year.

622 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : Today marks the start of Black History Month — a time to recognize both the hardships endured by and celebrate the achievements of Black Americans. Black history is American history and it is critical that we honor Black voices and leaders every single day of the year.
Likes : 622Pramila Jayapal - 584 Likes - Regardless of your immigration status, you have rights. As reports of ICE raids increase across the country, make sure you know your rights and share them with neighbors, friends, and loved ones. And as always, my office is here to help.

584 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : Regardless of your immigration status, you have rights. As reports of ICE raids increase across the country, make sure you know your rights and share them with neighbors, friends, and loved ones. And as always, my office is here to help.
Likes : 584Pramila Jayapal - 584 Likes - Regardless of your immigration status, you have rights. As reports of ICE raids increase across the country, make sure you know your rights and share them with neighbors, friends, and loved ones. And as always, my office is here to help.

584 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : Regardless of your immigration status, you have rights. As reports of ICE raids increase across the country, make sure you know your rights and share them with neighbors, friends, and loved ones. And as always, my office is here to help.
Likes : 584Pramila Jayapal - 584 Likes - Regardless of your immigration status, you have rights. As reports of ICE raids increase across the country, make sure you know your rights and share them with neighbors, friends, and loved ones. And as always, my office is here to help.

584 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : Regardless of your immigration status, you have rights. As reports of ICE raids increase across the country, make sure you know your rights and share them with neighbors, friends, and loved ones. And as always, my office is here to help.
Likes : 584Pramila Jayapal - 570 Likes - I will be voting no on this bill that gives more military assistance to the Netanyahu government to wage death and destruction on innocent Palestinians. This is a moment of great consequence: the first vote where we as Congress can weigh in on the direction of this war. If Congress votes to continue to supply offensive military aid, we make ourselves complicit in this tragedy.

570 Likes – Pramila Jayapal Instagram

Caption : I will be voting no on this bill that gives more military assistance to the Netanyahu government to wage death and destruction on innocent Palestinians. This is a moment of great consequence: the first vote where we as Congress can weigh in on the direction of this war. If Congress votes to continue to supply offensive military aid, we make ourselves complicit in this tragedy.
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