- Some people don't know what to say, so they are avoiding me.
- Some people who I thought would be first in line to console me aren't there, while other people are popping out of the word work to show support.
- Other people simply say, "I am so sorry you lost. I voted for you." This is perfect.
- Some people are more upset than I am, and need me to console them. This is hard, but part of life when you are lucky enough to be surrounded by people who love you.
- Seventeen years ago, people sent cards in the mail. Now people send emails or texts.
- Some people are happy I lost. "You will save your sanity and your marriage by not serving not the SPS School Board!
This blog is about the little and big thoughts that pop into my head. I once read that when Flannery O'Connor walked into a bookstore, she would want to edit her published works with a red pen. In the digital world, we have the luxury of tweaking things up after we've hit the publish button. I can be a perfectionist/procrastinator, where waiting for the ideal means little gets done. Here I will share what is not--and likely will never be--perfect.
Sunday, November 15, 2015
Grief
Part of losing an election is the grief and sadness that comes with it. Having gone through several grief including events in my life, I am discovering this one isn't much different than ones before.
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