Eight years ago today I wrote about the history that I was witnessing as Barak Obama was inaugurated. I wrote about how much I thought it meant to have a man of color as the President and how grateful I was that my children were witnessing it.
I don't want this to be a political blog...not even close. I want it to be an honest blog though, and I just can't feel happy about today. In fact, I'm actually feeling sad and morose. I've been attempting to live in denial for the last two months, and now reality is smacking us in the face. I have absolutely no desire to watch it, and I have no intention either. It's going to happen whether I watch it or not, so I don't see any reason to put myself though it. I've never felt this way about an election before...ever. I'm scared for our country, but more than anything I am scared for my children and future.
I still choose to live with faith though. I truly believe everything will work out. I have to believe that. Ultimately, I want to hug my loved ones, and try to be as kind and respectful person as I can be, and I hope that my children emulate that.
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