Before 2016, I had never understood how fragile our democracy is or how much it relies on norms, assumptions, conventions, and goodwill.
Today, I’m choosing to be hopeful.
Tomorrow, all of our country’s problems will still be here, but I want to believe that because most Americans deeply love this wonderful but flawed country, we’ll keep working to improve it.
What is it about summer that inspires such expectations? Eating ice cream in the afternoon? Walking in sand? Sitting on a bench with a good friend? A bad mosquito bite?
Every spring, the shout goes up. “Ducks are back!” For thirty years, this has been a constant. Snowmelt pooled on the pool cover before spring fully arrived, and the mallards landing there every season, trusting this small temporary pond the way we trusted the house. It could be startling, sitting quietly on the deck, reading…
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Amen!