I have a very empty feeling today. But whether I like it or not, I turned on the television and for the 45th time in our country's complicated history, watched a peaceful transition of power, where people can celebrate or protest and not be executed for either. People are giving their lives fighting for day like this is many other parts of the world, and today I will remain grateful for the abundance of peace and freedom I live in, even in the worst of times. While I do not hear my own voice in the voice of President Trump, I remind myself that we have the privilege of living under a strong democratic government and have constitutionally protected freedoms that together will never let the voice of one trump the collective voice of our nation. Especially not if we use our voice for things besides memes.
Now it's time to put hope in one another, the American people, which is what I think this is all supposed to be about anyway. Put hope in others, even when you don't fully understand them, and be someone that could inspire hope in us.
I keep thinking about The Gambia and what this transition can look like, and I hold onto my gratitude a little tighter.