I am feeling, like I suspect many of you, on edge.
I still carry the trauma of Election Day 2016 and the years that followed. No matter what happens, I won’t fully exhale until — at best — sometime in January.
Even after, regardless, we will need each other. We will need community and care. We will need love and kindness.
It will be easy to slip into pettiness and anger and rage and fear. I hope you can surround yourself with people you love and who love you. I hope we can all find generosity and gratitude.
And I hope we can dig deep to do the hard work ahead.
The work we do on the ground in our neighborhoods and in our community will always matter, even and especially when it’s hard. No matter what. Because it will matter.
The sun always sets. And it always rises. And for some folks the world will always be unfair and hurtful and cruel, and we must do the work to help them. Onward.