Breathe. I breath in freedom. I breath out peace. This intentional breathing has gotten me through difficult times in the past. I feel neither of these things right now in this moment. I have some major concerns for my freedom and the freedom of our nation right now and peace seems like a luxury that I can’t afford. Breathe. Deep breath in, hold it, exhale.
I don’t have any words of comfort for you today. I don’t have a silver lining I can look to. I am alive, I am going to work today. I will fix dinner and probably bake some cookies. I put a load of laundry in the washer. I am currently reading, “Agnes Grey,” by Anne Bronte, and I will spend some time curled up with my kitty, reading when I get home from work. I am putting one foot in front of the other.
And when I wake from this numbing, dullness. When I discover what I can do, I will pull up my bootstraps, I will work for justice, I will make some decisions that I have left unmade, and I will get about the work of causing some “good trouble.”
Take care of yourselves today. Breathe, read, bake, take a walk, pet your kitty and play ball with your puppy. If you are close to family, draw them close. Sing your favorite Taylor Swift songs from the top of your lungs, relishing in the F-bombs. And open your eyes to the little blessings that last night’s vote can’t steal.
Hang in there, Outsiders we are in this together.
Less stunned and maybe a little more angry. Thanks for your comments and friendship.
Thank you, Annie. Slightly less stunned than yesterday, but only slightly. There are so many things we cannot change, but there are some that we can. There will be time for that, but for now, yes, let us "open [our] eyes to the little blessings that last night’s vote can’t steal."