A friend of mine once told me that I was brave when I wrote. I am not naturally brave. Fierce at times, but not brave. This post is for that friend. It is my version of attempting to be brave.
I apologize for not returning your call – you were reaching out because you sensed a distance between us. That means a great deal to me.
The past few days (& the past year) have been crazy & challenging, even without the election fiasco. The past few months with this election, & more importantly, things in my daily life, have been worse.
For so long, since I was a much younger version of myself, I have believed in the concept of civilized, respectful debate & discussion. I always thought it should not be about convincing or changing the other’s mind. It was designed to be about communication.
About an exchange of ideas.
Prior to this election, I was able to hold onto that belief.
I fear the rules have changed, & the rules are no longer in the spirit of the ancient philosophers. I fear that I am no longer as open-minded as that prior version of myself.
This election, I had to make a choice. Whether to try & adhere to something that was core to my thought process, or remove myself from certain facets of the discussion in order to maintain the peace that I need to take care of my Mother.
And to still find joy. I chose peace & joy & my Mother.
I understand your reasons for backing the Republican ticket. I respect your position & your concerns. But we have different views of the role of government, especially the Federal government.
We have agreed to disagree.
We are still friends. I hope we always will be.
The tone & rhetoric of this election is divisive, on both sides of the aisle. The right & the left. It began eight years ago – but my thoughts on that are not for this missive.
This election has challenged so many of us to our core – to try & maintain those core beliefs that drive us & still maintain a sense of faith, family, friendship, community & understanding.
There is one thing I know about you, my friend. You understand that sense.
We just can’t discuss politics right now.
But we can drink a fine Malbec together.