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Valentine’s Day 2025 — The Struggle to Love My Country
How I got through the madness and loved this country again, if only for today.
This morning I got a lovely Valentine’s Day meme from a dear friend with the note: Let us live in love today.
I wrote her that I would do so. I would stay in a “love” state.
What a perfect notion for this day devoted to love and romance.
After pouring my coffee I checked into BlueSky as I do most mornings. The scroll of bad news was like a windmill of heartbreak. Ou suis-je? (French translation: Where am I?) There seems to be no air of relief, of forgiveness, of kindness. There is only the hammer of hatred, deceit, and cruelty from the new administration towards working people, brown and black people, and women. The opposing sides of MAGA and the progressives continue to bash each other, getting nowhere.
It’s stifling in here! I need to get some air.
And so I struggled to get out of the angry state many of us fall into every day since the inauguration. I struggled to find something good about my country. Some reason to love my country. Some way to love my fellow Americans.
Another friend stopped by to drop off firewood since I was all out and another winter storm is about…
