It’s what’s missing.
Lately I’ve been struggling to figure out what it is about this election that has me feeling so defeated and concerned, beyond the obvious about fitness, temperament and experience.
And I’ve realized: because of Trump, there is no grace in this election.
It runs counter to the deepest of our values, whether you live in New York, Scranton, Portland or Fayetteville.
We are a country that believe you compete hard but you lose with grace – from our arenas to our boardrooms.
We respect the other view, the opponent, the competition. Because they exist, we are pushed to do better, to be better.
This is how our country was built, it’s how we govern, it’s how we function, it’s the values we pass onto our kids.
And this, in a nutshell, is what is missing from this battle. Because one competitor has decided to not abide by these fundamental rules of the game.
I can tell you how much I know the price of grace.
Just a month ago I had the humbling experience of making changes to my company that were hard for our customers. Some, because any change is hard, but some because I could have done a better job. Regardless, warranted or not, it was our job to respond with humility and grace. It meant apologizing where I was wrong. Again and again.
Grace is hard. It hurts. It takes work.
But it is also one of the hallmarks of our humanity.
To be gracious in victory or defeat. To be kind and forgiving and empathetic.
Whether you want to or not.
And while there is a pit of nervousness for the outcome on Nov 8, I am more concerned about the smallest of slights on our streets, in our coffeeshops, on our playgrounds.
The ones where we may have previously laughed off with an apology and a wave, that I can plainly see are turning into battles.
I don’t care who you vote for anymore or why.
What I do care about is what each of us is going to do bring back grace and kindness into our own lives.
Enough is enough. Enough with watching this freak show circus going on. It’s time to return our families and our lives to reality.
A reality that fights for the simple, hard values. Kindness, respect, humility.
Forget the politicians. This begins with you and it begins with me.
Bring back grace. Our lives quite literally depend on it. I refuse to live in a world where people are petty and egos are so fragile that apologizing is not possible.
I’m fighting to raise strong kids. Kids that are fierce competitors but are gracious at the end of it all, win or lose.
The fight begins with me.