The night of November 8, 2016, I went to sleep. My husband stayed up to hear the election returns. When my alarm rang, I rolled out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom. He’d left a pink Post-It on the door.
I sat down and cried. A few seconds later, the first coherent thought came into my head. It was a prayer.
As I am writing this at 1am, I am hoping to keep this short to respect my sleep. It beautiful when things start coming together. After life smacking me upside the head many times it feels like, I can honestly say the universe is on your side. Now that doesn’t mean no challenges or no defeats. After the struggle, things begin to click for you, you fair the storm and you walk with a different kind of swagger to your step. You go to bed a sense of integrity.