On November 8, 2016 Donald Trump was elected as the next President of the United States. I feel helpless in the face of the election of a man who has mocked and threatened women, the disabled, people of color and so many more. Until I can vote for a new president, rather than be frustrated and distraught (although I am those things, too) I am doing the only thing I really know how to do when feeling helpless: be kind. My goal is to be kind, even tiny acts of kindness, at least once every day. The number, 1517, is the number of days until Mr. Trump is out of office.
Don’t get me wrong. I love the United States. And it isn’t lost on me that because of the freedoms of our country, including the freedom for people to elect Mr. Trump, I am able to protest and exercise my right to freedom of speech. I believe wholeheartedly in freedom of speech, even when we disagree greatly. I do not believe in, and will not stand for, hate crimes or harassment of any kind.
With special thanks to my husband, who supports me in whatever activities I need to do to make sense of this world. And a special nod to Libby and the Pantsuit Nation. I stand with you and your families. Our diversity and our differences, united by love and compassion, are what make our nation strong.
From the time I was small my father has told me, “You can’t save the world.” And I’ll tell you now what I told him then, “I have to try, one person at a time.”