Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I'm very happy today that Joe Biden and Kamala Harris will be our leaders in January. I think of my two half South Asian kids, and I'm so glad for them, though my daughter has not lived to see this day. Her daughter is seeing it. I'm proud of the campaign they ran, and for all the voters who turned out despite covid and all the misinformation slung at us. I feel hopeful again, and I can turn on the radio now, or even the TV, without terror and stress. I know our country is divided, but with the right leadership that can be bridged for many more of us. Just the thought of a civil level of discourse is easing my anxiety. Civility is a start. I was glad to avoid the emails, texts and polls this past week, instead walking and playing with my eighteen month old grandchild, and basking in his joy and innocence. We played spades after he went to bad, and cheerfully woke up around 4:30 each morning to entertain him. I appreciated the chance to see more of him, our son and daughter-in-law before they move two states away. We saw the first snow at the cabin last night and today, and it brought back many happy memories of times at the cabin skiing, sliding on ice, tobagganing and making snow people. The cold air felt clean and crisp, and then the news Biden had won. It was a good day.