What is life teaching you right now?
It feels like I haven’t had the words since my last post—since I spoke about the fight of our lives, about how the 2024 election was more than just a political event; it was a defining moment. And now, here we are.
Things shifted on November 5th, and if I’m honest, something deep in the pit of my stomach knew they would. There’s now a weight in the air, especially here in the DMV this week, and as the world continues to turn, life has thrown its own grenades my way over the last two months. The exhaustion of simply surviving it all has been overwhelming.
I am allowed to feel the fleeting emotions of sadness and pain, but I no longer have to assume it as my identity.
I’ve found myself slipping into that familiar “woe is me” mindset—because when you’re in the thick of it, it’s easy to lose sight of anything beyond the moment. But before spiraling (again), I took a step back. I let myself just be in this moment, no matter how uncomfortable it felt. Because sometimes, the only way forward is to pause, to take a breath, to reassess and see the way to move forward.
At War With Ourselves
Our country is no different. The political climate feels like a reflection of this personal turmoil—chaotic, overwhelming, and dangerously distracting. We’re so caught up in the noise that we can’t see what’s unfolding before our eyes. We are at war, and most don’t even realize it. Not in the traditional sense, but in a war of narratives, of values, of identity. Negativity breeds negativity, and the division is growing. The first step? Pay attention. Stop letting the chaos pull you under, and see it for what it is.
Lessons from the Fire
Life, for all its unpredictability, has a way of teaching you exactly what you need to learn—even if the lessons are painful. Here’s what I know for sure right now:
You don’t realize how much you miss something or someone until they’re truly gone… So, hold on tight because one day memories will be all you have left..
Sadness is an emotion, not an identity. Feel it, but don’t become it.
The power of “no” is real—people will piss on you and call it rain. Believe your feelings, not the words meant to gaslight you.
Forgiveness brings peace, even if the person never deserves it.
Your voice matters— stop silencing yourself. You are the change, so be it.
Worry about the little things first. They add up.
Step by step. Just keep going.
The road ahead, both personally and politically, feels uncertain. But if this moment has taught me anything, it’s that clarity comes in the stillness. No matter how heavy this week, this election, this year has been—forward is the only way.
Rest in love Grandma Jennie V.
- The guilt I feel is immense, but I now know you are at peace.
Yours truly.
Until Next Time…