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What To Tell My Kid

Yesterday my daughter voted with her Dad. She noticed my sticker last night and she asked if I voted "for the lady" too. Today, I anticipate having to explain why "the lady" didn't win. What my anger wants to say and what I will say are two different things. It hurts but my heart knows better. It's funny, I've been talking to her a lot about good sportsmanship lately. And today, I'm put to the test. Today I'm gonna tell her I love her and no "the lady" didn't win. That sometimes we don't win. Sometimes we have to go through what we think is a bad thing to ultimately appreciate what the good things are. That it's important that we continue to stand up for what we believe in when others might not feel the same way. That it's important to have compassion and empathy for others. That it's important to move forward. That the government, like life, is a constantly changing entity that needs our nurturing, our participation. I'm gonna tell her there will be another "lady" one day. The world is only as good as we make it. That having "hope" is what the "lady" would want us to have.

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