It couldn’t be true. There must have been a mistake. He couldn’t have won. Those were my thoughts as I read my feed on Twitter & Facebook this morning after a restless sleep, filled with anxiety while awaiting the results from yesterday’s Presidential election.
How was this possible? After millions of Americans who exercised their right to vote, from young adults to senior citizens of all races and creed, the news of losing the election to a man who embodies hate, bigotry and misogyny was devastating.
When I came to this country from the Philippines as a child in the 70’s, I was in awe to be in a country where everyone was welcomed and hopeful for my family’s future. I was proud and honored once I became an American citizen. I grew up believing that this country was for everyone who needed refuge from oppression and opportunity to create a better life for themselves.
Now, as I write this post, a wife and mother to an almost young adult, I fear for what’s to come. I fear for the impending demise or diminishing power of our equal rights and women’s rights. I fear for the future of millions of children and young adults who may have to fight harder than they ever have in order to restore sanity from this election. I fear for the safety of anyone who may not be deemed “white enough” or thought of as a threat due to the color of their skin or religion they practice. Most of all, I fear that we, as Americans, will have to contend with more adversity before we come out of the chaos.
While I know that this may not happen overnight, I plan on holding my ground and fight for all the values I believe in, instilled in me by my parents and the country I love. Love must prevail, not hate, if we are to come out of this bleak hour intact with our beliefs. At the end of the day, LOVE is all that matters and the legacy I want to leave my daughter. That’s my view on this, what’s yours?