On this, the eve of a rather unprecedented presidential election, all I have to offer is a few photographs. Calm, peaceful images of my town. Images I took today while waiting for Calvin to finish something that can be stressful for both of us. Albeit, something that is helping him, and therefore me, to recover from the trauma we experienced earlier this year. But something stressful nonetheless.
I don’t remember having such strong political ideas at the age of 12, but Mr. C does. And he expresses them regularly. It impresses me and makes me cringe at the same time. In every election, we each have firm ideas about what’s at stake. We know what we are afraid of and what hopes we have to guide us into the future. But this election has shown us exactly how diametrically opposed some of those ideals can be. I get it. It’s scary. For all of us. It doesn’t matter who wins and who loses. We’re all going to feel screwed in the end.
When tomorrow is nothing more than a memory, can we come together? Can we do this for the benefit of our children, our country, ourselves? Can we do it to help every American recover?
I hope so. We desperately need it. I’m willing. Are you?
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