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I will cry, and that's ok

I don't want to write today. Or think. I want to cry and kick and scream. I want to beg people that I know and love...why?  I could write so many things. But instead I will write to my children. My strong and funny daughter, my bright and active son. I met your father 11 years ago on Halloween. On October 31, 2016 I cast my vote with him in Athens, GA. I voted for the first woman presidential candidate.  Things did not go as planned.  I falsely believed my vote mattered. It did not.  Not in this red state.  That doesn't matter, always vote. This is not the place to educate you on the electoral college, which I will be actively attempting to protest against in the future, but in time...I will educate you.  You see, I was not educated about that or many other things.  My history was white-washed. Gender-washed. Christian-washed.  Sure, honey, you can be anything you want when you grow up...but they forgot to tell me that I would still be just a 'girl.' Even with