I won’t lie; this week has been hard – really hard. My students are sad, my colleagues are sad, and my adult children are worried about the future for their young children. As I’ve talked with each one, I’ve been reaching deep within for coping strategies. Like my friends, students, and children, I’m worried about the future but I also know that nothing ever gets better if we give into despair. Despair is a luxury that we can’t afford right now. I think I will be OK but I’m more worried about people in our society who are more vulnerable, and I’m worried about our democracy.
I was brought up religious (in my case Catholic) although I am not religious now. My father in particular modeled for me what it means to put religious values into action. He taught me to stand up for what is right even if it’s unpopular and to always help others who have less or who are vulnerable. So, as I grapple this week about what this election means for our future, I’m remembering these lessons from my Dad. I’m also remembering a line from the young Poet Laureate, Amanda Gorman, who said, “For there is always light, if only we're brave enough to see it, If only we're brave enough to be it”. I’m committed to trying to be that kind of light – to be kind, compassionate, and brave, to stand up for what is right, and to help those who are vulnerable or in need.
May this weekend bring you solace.
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