I'm still struggling in this new day-to-day reality of Trump appointments and reports of hate crimes. Politica has temporarily abandoned me, her fiery rhetoric and passionate determination disappeared along with the Halloween candy. The boil of excitement generated bymy plane ticket to the women's march in DC has faded to a low simmer, and donating small sums of money and signing online petitions feels inadequate.
But when I read the following quote in the current (November 2016) issue of The Sun, link it cheered me immensely. From the final page, aptly titled Sunbeams:
"You survived by seizing every tiny drop of love you could find anywhere and milking it, relishing it for all it was worth. . . And as you grew up, you sought love anywhere you could find it, whether it was a teacher or a coach or a friend or a friend's parents . . . They are what sustained you. For all these years, you've lived under the illusion that, somehow, you made it because you were tough enough to overpower the abuse, the hatred, the hard knocks of life. But really you made it because love is so powerful that tiny little doses of it are enough to overcome the pain of the worst things life can dish out."
- Rachel Reiland
On the eve of Thanksgiving, I am thankful for the tiny little doses of love that I give and get on a daily basis. And for the hope that they are enough.