So What Now?
When I woke up this morning... okay let's scratch that... I barely even slept. I tossed and turned all night. I obsessively checked my phone. I worried. I was terrified. I was embarrassed.
So when I actually got out of my bed, I decided not to let this decision get me down. I got up, got ready, grabbed two dozen donuts for my office, and headed into work early. The drive in was a gloomy one which totally fit my mood. It felt like UNC had just lost another NCAA basketball tournament game at the last second, like I had just been broken up with, and like my phone got ran over....at all the same time...times about a thousand. Numb is probably the best way to describe it.
My mind raced as I thought about how our political system is going to be turned completely on its head. I tried to imagine Trump (or "some rich asshole" as my Google Chrome plug-in corrects it to) addressing our nation in his first State of the Union address.... and I couldn't. I just couldn't. I still can't.
I have so many questions like how people can have so much hate in their hearts. How can 'christians' support someone who is so radical, so rash, so sexist, so racist? The God that I worship is inclusive. The God I worship spreads love. The God I worship wants me -- a 29 year old white, educated, independent woman to have the same rights that my male counterparts have. The God I worship does not care what color my skin is because he created ALL of us in his image.
At the same time, this is a decision that America made and we now have to live with it. But that doesn't mean that we have to sit back and be sad about it. This means that we have a chance to exercise our rights as Americans! We can let our voices be heard. We can get up and DO something. Volunteer. Get involved in our local governments. We can make ourselves familiar with our representatives and let them know what changes we think need to be made. WE CAN ACTUALLY RUN FOR OFFICE IF WE WANTED! We honestly have so many options. If anything, we can strive to be inclusive and actually love our neighbors who are different than we are. Kindness goes such a long way, regardless if you're donating money to charity, giving someone in need a ride, or just bringing in donuts to your office when you know everyone is going to be sad.
I am choosing to be inspired as opposed to defeated.
I'd like to thank all of my friends who gave up their jobs to work on Hillary's campaign. I envy your bravery and passion. I'd like to thank all of my friends who volunteered at phone banks, canvasing or just helping people register to vote. Your time and efforts did not go unnooticed.
I want my LGBTQ friends to know that I love them and support them. I want my refugee friends to know that I am so sorry that they are fearful and that I will do everything in my power to make them feel safe. I want my friends who have a different skin color than I do to know that they are beautiful. I want everyone to know that no matter who you are, who you love, where you came from that you should have the same rights I have and that I am going to try my damnedest to make sure that that happens.
I love you all. We will get through this. We just have to take action.