With weekend travel plans and next week's work travel cancelled due to bronchitis and the flu sweeping through the Fernandez household, we hunkered down for a no-plans family weekend when it was really just what was needed. After the emotional rollercoaster of last week, I made an effort to tune out the news and social media and focus on the little ball of joy in front of us. We managed to get out for a few outings in between long and necessary family naps, and we soaked in all the innocent, boundless happiness that Harper has to offer.
The weekend was the best reminder that despite all of the vulgar, depressing, swirling events associated with this election and its aftermath, and despite my own anxiety about what this will mean for me professionally, we are truly lucky. We will do what we can in the next four years to keep fighting for what's right, to teach Harper and munchkin #2 about values, respect and diversity. We will laugh and play and visit the seal and the turtles and the swings and the pool. We will commit to optimism, even when it feels downright impossible.
Mostly, we will hold this family tight.