Our world collectively changed Tuesday. I’m am gutted and scared, but life continues. So does the struggle. The kindness of my community has been abundant. The work is never done, and the love I have for my country never ends either, no matter how severe or cruel the betrayal.
Self care is something I preach the importance of but often find difficult to practice. This weekend, however I devoted to spending with a friend, making new ones and making memories in MY country, a country that is already great, if misguided.