At first I was stunned. Stupefied. I was all like, Wait, what?! Noooooo! GET OUT! SHUT-UP! No effin way!
And then I was pissed! Righteous indignation. I was sizzling! Effin liberals! Stupid effin sheep! Aaarrrrgghh!!
And then I was scared. For my country, for my future, for my children, for my family and my friends.
But I looked at the clock (yesterday morning) and I realized I had to keep moving, had to get to work. On the ride in I started going numb, my mind began shutting down, blinking on and off.
I got to my office building, walked past co-workers and greeted them on auto-pilot, fake smiley-face. How does one behave with the firm understanding of their country coming apart at the seams, imploding, and crumbling?
It felt like I was going to work immediately following the death of a loved one. At the office, there were a few hushed conversations. But more noticeable to me was the louder talk. The audible conversations were intentionally avoiding the elections topic!
And there it came. My pain in slow, dull waves of hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt. Living out loud in a land among men and women who seemingly loathe each other. Some of them loathing America each and every day. Their man had won. Our man had lost. One half of the country cheered, while the other half mourned.
How does one behave when in the face of such strong and divergent emotions among their countrymen?
I had to leave. I couldn't stay and spend eight hours pretending I was okay.
So I went home and went to bed. When I woke up a few hours later, I became teary. My brain lights blinked in and out, leaving me numb and staring at the wall in silence most of that afternoon. For the remainder of the day I communicated with my family about family stuff and one of my sweet patriotic friends about .... well, this stuff.
Today after much prayer and meditation on our loving God the Father, I am BACK! And I'm here to tell you, this may or may not be the end of America as we know it. However, I am still an American, which translates to fight! fight! fight! for God, for our freedoms, for our families, and for our country!
The future may look bleak, but today looks very good. I have God's loving arms around my countrymen and myself. I have my health. I have the love of my awesome, hunka-hunka husband and my beautiful children. I have the love of a nutty but well-meaning family and the love of my beautiful friends (the family I got to choose).
Yes we are outnumbered by men and women ...
who condone new definitions of "family,"
who want to stamp out all references to God,
who want to open our borders to illegals,
who believe that children can thrive in single-parent homes,
who want to grow government to over-reach in our lives,
who agree with class-warfare, who believe that capitalism is bad,
who feel entitled to the earnings of others,
who are waging war against marriage,
whose morals and values change to align with popular t.v. culture,
who using our schools to train budding socialists,
who are sheep that follow the herd.
Yes, we are outnumbered. Because excellence translates to exception. America has never been ordinary. She has risen from ashes before and she shall rise again. God blesses us all and God is surely blessing America. We are in His design, our journey unfolds by His will for our lives. We are all going to be splendid. That makes me feel pretty good.
Sending my love to you, patriots. Now let's keep rolling dagnamit!
That's my truth and I'm sticking with it.