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Post Election: Daring to Hope?

Tuesday night, I was numb. Wednesday I cried. Today, I move forward.

Yesterday, I read a few mean-spirited, gloating posts and I heard jokes from well-intended people who do not understand the fears of many of their fellow Americans.

And for many hours, I lost hope.

For me, this was an incredible loss. To feel that the country around me was so disenfranchised that they put their vote in someone who preached such hate. To give the highest title an elected Continue reading “Post Election: Daring to Hope?”