Thank God this debacle is over.
The gutter brawl between the parties threatened to spill into my front room and had become so, so tiresome.
Now we know and I am not wasting any more energy on this election. There are people to be taken care of, runs to be run, tests to be taken, dogs to be petted and choices to be made.
We have the choice to be better or bitter. There is no staying the same.
We can choose to live with courage and heart here and now.
We can choose to be a source of calm and strength and honor in whatever happens next. For every person you see gloating or wringing their hands or just being a twit about this state of affairs, do something kind.
The people in Washington won’t notice, but our families and friends and neighbors will. That’s what makes these choices so much more important than the ones we made on November 8.