I expect you know what’s on my mind this Monday: the election. Now, this is not a political blog . . . but it is a blog about my life and I can’t not talk about this here. And yet, I’m struggling with what to say. I feel elated and relieved about the results and also concerned about the divisiveness I see over them. I’m not surprised at that, the current administration has pushed for this all along, but I’m ready for something different. I’m ready for a Comforter in Chief . . . a President who talks to me and makes me feel better. As we waited for Vice President Elect Kamala Harris to take the stage Saturday night I was watching the jumbotrons and they were flashing these words:
And I felt as if cool rain was washing down on me, clearing away the vitriol and cruelty, and ushering in light and love. I listened to their speeches about the soul of America, about protecting democracy, about listening to each other and finding common ground, and I felt a glimmer of optimism and a spark of joy. I laughed and cried and released a whole lot of pent up emotions. I know that reconciliation is dubious. That many Americans feel the opposite of what I’m feeling. But I think we can heal that by disagreeing respectfully, by listening carefully, and by working together.