I have been trying to figure out what to say today. I am so tired.
Last night I went to my 13 year-old son’s room at 1:00 am to check on him after my daughter came to me crying about the outcome of the election. I found him sitting on his bed with laptop trying to make the Electoral count show that Hillary could still win. He had gotten it down to 40 electoral college votes and he looked at me, “It’s still possible that the Electoral College won’t vote the way that they are supposed to isn’t it? Forty votes is doable.”
I sat with him for awhile as we talked about how the election was basically over. Then I sat while he and his sister cried and I joined them for a bit. I cried for our country, our world but mostly for them. Their hearts were broken and they were scared for our family and their friends. I assured him and my daughter that no matter what we will be okay. We will continue to love each other and help others around us. We will be kind, caring and compassionate as always. We will go out of our way over the next few weeks and months to be strong for those who are scared. We will continue to try and change the world by being ourselves.
We are all a bit raw right now. It is hard to look into the big unknown wondering if your marriage and adoptions will all be undone. But, we are resilient. It was a possible setback for my family and many others all over the United States who are still trying to figure out what this will all mean in the days and weeks ahead. But, life will move forward in hope, strength and love for our fellow Americans.
Donald Trump is our president for the next four years. It wasn’t my choice but it is how the American public voted.