I must admit, I’ve been pretty quiet over the past week since our election here in the States. I’ve been trying to make sense of everything I’ve been seeing - on the news, in social media, in my personal interactions with people while I’ve been out and about, etc. To be quite honest with you, I’m tired. I’m tired of all the fighting, all the negativity, all the fear, all the anger and sadness, all the disrespect, all the stubborn-ness and closed-mindedness. I’m also tired of people assuming that the world is going to come to an end because of the person we are about to have in the White House over the next four years.
I’m going to admit it, Donald Trump was definitely not my personal choice for who I wanted to lead and represent this amazing country I live in. I could not bring myself to support him and cast my vote for him after some of the things I heard and saw him say throughout the election campaign cycle. I stayed up all night last Tuesday, watching the election results come in. The later it got, the more sad and fearful I became. Once the official announcement was made and Donald gave his acceptance speech, my sweet Robert and I finally turned off the TV and went to bed.
Wednesday morning, I had a hard time getting out of bed. I found myself sad, depressed, even - and, again, fearful. I spent the better part of the day checking in on friends and loved ones I knew that were probably having a difficult time with the election results.
I’m not going to go into a lot of detail right now as to why I was afraid, or why some of the people I love and care about most in this world might have had a difficult time with the news. For now, I will say that, by the time Wednesday evening rolled around, I was starting to feel like ‘myself’ again. I made a commitment to myself that night to go on a mission.
My mission was (and is) simple - to do everything in my power to begin to fully understand the ‘other side’. A shockingly large number of people in this country voted for Donald Trump to be our next president. On Election night, I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why. When Wednesday came, I started my mission - to learn, to reach out, to understand, to accept, to heal, to grow, and to move forward.
As a result of this mission (and as a result of the effects of this election), I’ve decided to use this blog as a way to try and help bring people together. I want to help us understand one another, accept one another - without judgement. With love in our hearts, and a willingness to try and be open to where someone else may be coming from, we can accomplish anything.
I’m not afraid anymore and, in future blogs, I will explain why.
For now, it’s time to rest this weary head of mine. More soon…
In love and peace,