If Trump wins tonight, she is going to be a deeply angry young Lady. She has followed this election closely- all on her own- since the start. She fell in love with Hillary. She thought it was very important to have a woman president. Mabyl was born while W was in office, but President Obama will be the first president she will remember. So to have a second hugely historic candidate as a follow up was truly something special.
One day, a Bernie Sanders magnet showed up and went on the refrigerator. Mabyl took notice immediately. She puzzled over why i- a woman- wouldn't support Hillary. And so opened up a wonderful and weird range of political discourse that pervaded the past two years with my daughter.
I explained how I had loved Hillary, and had hoped she would run for many years. But as I learned more about Bernie Sanders, I felt his values were more similar to mine. Hillary had changed in a fundamental way I couldn't quite put my finger on. I didn't give a damn about those emails. It was something about her. I remember thinking Elizabeth Warren would have killed it this year.
We had a mutual disdain for Donald Trump. We talked about who he is and where he came from. She thought it was obscene he has a golden toilet. He became the punchline of every joke.
Q. Why did the chicken cross the road?
A. Because Donald Trump was there.
Her biggest problem with him is his overt racism, and the Mexican Wall. Her little brother's grandmother is from Mexico City. It is his heritage. It is his family. They are people we know and love. He is my son.
She says, "If anyone tries to take MY brother to Mexico they're gonna have to take ME, too!"
It was awesome. Mabyl and Holden are best buds. They love each other. They talk. They share. They fight. They say I love you, and goodnight.
I fear the world my children will have. I've done what I can to participate- to be an active citizen, and responsible- to be a good, and better example- to be the mother my children deserve- to be loving, forgiving, and good.
Trump just won Alaska. I...am not optimistic. I can not wonder how this happened anymore, because I was here and I saw it happen. I tried to stop it. My efforts did not matter. I am devastated.
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