It’s been an interesting 36 hours since the country selected it’s next president, concluding a fairly awful 18 month long presidential race. I felt like we – collectively – were going to lose no matter which candidate was selected. I’ve thought a lot about what our collective future, and my person future, looks like today and how that future is different from last week. I’ve also thought a lot about how to best express those feelings.
But first, I’m not trying to get into the actual politics of the situation – that’s just not want I’m trying to talk about today, there will be plenty of time for that later – but if you’re in a place where you need to deal with that, then this article is actually fantastic. If you’re not sure where to go from here, maybe give it a read. Alright… back to today’s concerns.
On one hand, it feels like so many people are sharing so many different feelings, I feel compelled to join in. One the other hand, all that sharing is really just shouting – the same shouting that I’ve found made this political race so awful. There seems to be no civil discussion, no conversations, no communication. There’s no compassion – from either side. Just, shouting. You’re awful. You’re stupid. You’re hateful. You’re a disgrace.
I feel lucky. I have friends and family and co-workers that feel strongly about both sides of the political spectrum. I feel lucky that I get to hear from both sides, what they think, what feel, what they fear. Unfortunately. there is so much anger – on both sides. There is so much fear – on both sides. There is so much misunderstanding – on both sides.
This week marked a change. A choice, and a new future. I want to feel optimistic, but I feel scared. I don’t feel scared about the policies that will come down from the big offices thousands of miles away – though certainly, those changes will come and those changes will impact me. But today, today I feel scared that we will never come together again. I feel scared that we will never be hopeful together again. We will never feel safe around the people who disagree with us. We will never have conversations, we will only continue to shout at each other. Truthfully, I feel scared that our division will end our world as we know it.
However, all I can do is control my choices, my words, my thoughts, my actions. I can stay hopefully, even if this wasn’t the path I thought we’d be taking. I can focus on my values. I can focus on my actions. I can focus on me. And I can making sure I’m not just shouting into the world.
So today, I am grateful. I am grateful for my family, and my friends. I am grateful for my career. I am grateful for my health. I am grateful for the person I am, and I am grateful that I know I love myself. I am grateful that today, I don’t have whatever awful cold seems to be circulating around the office. Tomorrow? I’ll do tomorrow, tomorrow.