Tomorrow we either turn the face of our nation into the sun and wind

or we embrace shame and rancor.

I fear for my adult child.

I fear for my nieces in Texas where their bodies are not their own.

No matter where I turn my eyes,

I see hatred, violence, division. 

I tried the usual distractions and found no solace.

I am not ignorant enough to think that by midnight tomorrow we will have a new president.

I expect we will have to wait for months, if not years perhaps to exhaust the legal proceedings.

I have never experienced this sort of dread before.

In 2017, I expected Trump to leave office almost immediately once he realized it was a service job.

Now he has his sights on imitating Hitler and Mussolini.  

Something has to change. Citizens United needs to be overturned.

Women's health needs to be exactly the same as men's health. Total bodily autonomy.

Health care needs to be free for everyone... and not tied to your employer.

The rich need to be taxed to the fullest extent possible. 

My fear is that this is impossible. 

If this simple thing is impossible, what hope is there?

What does liberty mean if it only applies to the rich white men?