Or, I don’t know what to do now.
As of this minute, it looks like Donald Trump will be elected President again. I am three days from home, if I drive safely, where the people I love are. If I stay on this road trip, it will be another two full weeks before I am back. By then, the grieving will be over, and the fighting back will have begun. Without me.
This isn’t a post about Donald Trump and the death of American democracy. This is a post about how we build and nourish and protect relationships.
We strengthen our love, and the love people have for us, by showing up. Repeatedly. It’s that simple.
I can’t do that from here. I can’t do that two weeks from now.
I don’t know what to do.
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