Here's what I don't wish for you in these upcoming four years: Divisiveness. Polarizing memes on Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/blogs/email/text/smoke signal. Anger, rage, fear, panic, snackiness.
But considering that the election is finally over, I think we'll be okay for a little while. (I can't, however, help you if you're still feeling snacky. Me, I'm a stress-snacker.)
I do hope that these four years grant us [all] our freedoms. Smart financial and healthcare decisions. Personal choices that remain personal. Life, liberty, and the pursuit of snacks that will ultimately make us happy. And at the risk of sounding like a total Pollyanna- would it kill us to maybe up the niceness factor for a few months?
Regardless of how the election had turned out, my family's plan had always been to keep on keepin' on. Work towards things that make us thrilled to be alive. Help those who maybe aren't having such a grand time. Fight for the right of all to equality [as well as to party]. And continue to remember that the world is, at once, massively humongous and impossibly small.
Hope we can all meet somewhere in the middle, America. Like Chicago. We're pretty centrally located, and have some incredible shopping and theatre.
Here's wishing you all four years of Chicago.
Love,
Keely, P.J. Nora, Zuzu, and our ward's darned impressive electronic voting machine.
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| I wasn't kidding about the e-voting machine. |
3 comments:
I love you and your spirit and your views x
Aren't we all stress-snackers?
;-)
I hope for a little more meeting in the middle in the next four years. The country needs it.
America needs more Keelys.
xo
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