Dear President Trump,
I want to be honest from the beginning, I DID NOT VOTE FOR YOU. Also, President Trump, you winning the election, well, it frightened me.
I have never been one to enjoy a good political discussion. Such conversations have always sounded like “bickering” to me. Should a talk among friends turn that direction, I politely just listened. It is not that I don’t care about our country. Looking back now, unfortunately, I did not pay enough attention. That can not be changed. However, knowledge has been gained. Knowledge of another life lesson, President Trump.
There is one more confession I should get off my chest. It was a shock to me when the election went your way. Honestly, I did not see that one coming. I mean no offense, really. My gut just told me it was not going to happen.
Election Day results, said it was.
Election Day, the votes were not all in before I fell asleep. I woke up to the news, you indeed had been elected the next President of the United States Of America. I truly had to take a few days to process this news. As I stated, I did not give politics the attention I should have in the earlier years.
I was not glued to the news stations between Election Day and your Inauguration. I will say, my curiosity peaked when if there was a report regarding elections.
On Inauguration Day, the alarm was not set. However, I woke before any of the ceremony began. Early enough to make the morning coffee and settle in to begin my morning article writing activities.
Let me clarify, in addition to not being a political debater, I am equally not a political columnist! Nor do I want to be.
The piece I was prepared to write that particular morning, was tabled.
Every station I tuned into were fixed on the Pre-Inaugural Ceremonies.
A feeling came over me as the attendees filed in for the ceremony. The feeling I refer to was of complete nostalgia. Cameras were panning to past Presidents, First Ladies , government officials of various levels. My heart went out to Hillary Clinton. Senator Clinton had my vote.
Even though politics never reached the top of my topics of conversation, a feeling of nostalgia came over me. The history of our Fore-Fathers, the history of our country and the signing of the Constitution. I have been writing slightly under a year now and the Constitution has a more magnified meaning and level of importance to me now.
Had the Constitution not been created and signed, I very well may not have the opportunity to write letter to you today.
The overwhelming feeling of nostalgia that came over me that historical day, change my thoughts. There was no doubt the article stored in my mind had to be tabled for another day.
The piece composed that day was titled, “I’m Just Not Sure? Inauguration Thoughts; Farewell President & Mrs. Obama”. I began typing at 7:59 a.m. (PST). The format was somewhat like a journal. Each entry starting with the hour and minutes of my thoughts.
As I wrote the last entry, my words taught me I had grown. Grown not only as an individual, but a United States Of America Citizen as well.
I grew as a person that day and realized something about myself.
Have you ever heard the phrase, “It is what it is”? Yeah, I use to despise those words. It wasn’t until, what I like to call, one of those lovely Life Lessons, that I realized it really is what it is. Accept it, embrace it and move on. I wrote a piece about that phrase as well.
I wrapped up that article and morning accepting you were now the President of our country. Honestly, there was not a lot of things you said campaigning I either agreed with or trusted. Fact is, we had just been introduced to President Donald Trump.
At that moment, you were no longer “The Donald”. Those days were behind you and you were now leading a great county. The people’s Country, My Country and My Children’s Country.
The ceremony began and reality set in.
Somehow, I became okay with that. I had to be, we all did. As the saying goes, “it is what it is.” That day I accepted it and moved on. Moved on with my thinking.
There was no choice but to try to find the positive. My personal positive became, I was about to pay attention to the matters closest to me. While at the same time, figure out a constructive way to get my voice heard.
Again, thank goodness for that wonderful Constitution and especially the opportunity I now have with our magazine!
“9:o1 am PST, Friday, January 20, 2017
We now have a new President, my friends.
At this moment, I feel a bit sad.
As I go back to my morning “To Do’s” with the ceremony in the background, I am hoping the best for us all. I hope we can all work together as one. If there is a cause you feel strongly about, find your platform and use it in a positive manner. Respect everyone’s right for their own opinions and be kind to one another.
God Bless!” ~Teresa Branam Wilgus, Collective Voice Magazine
As I wrote my last entry at 9:01 a.m. that day, our world had changed.
I sat there watching and pondering for a few moments that morning. All sorts of thoughts were running through my mind. Finally, I convinced myself it would only be fair to keep an open mind and give you a chance. A chance to be “A President Of The People, For The People.”
They were on their way.
President Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama were waving to the crowd, saying good-bye. I felt almost like a child would if they found themselves all alone. Thinking, “Wait, don’t go. Who is going to lead us now?” This brought tears to my eyes.
YOU are, Mr. President. You’re on!
This was your chance. Your chance to reach across that aisle, which is something I believe all government official, on any level should attempt. I am not naive and know there is always an exception to the rule. Everyone will not always agree and that is OKAY.
Over the years, I have attempted to improve on ending a situation on a positive. I am not always successful. When I am, there are times the positive might be a stretch. However, I find one.
Two months and twenty days ago, President Trump, I made a vow to myself to give you the benefit of my doubt and support you. I am a kind person and as mean as what I am about to admit seems, I must.
Different day, different article, different attitude.
Tonight as I am composing yet another political article, you have lost my trust and faith. With complete confidence, I can say, tonight I struggle to find a positive since that moment you took office.
From what I have heard not only what others are reporting, but words straight from you. My thoughts go a little something like this:
With any negative focused on you, the Blame Game begins. When a person is taking a hit due to somebody else’s doing, that is one thing. However, when a negative is a result of your own doing, THAT Mr. President is on you. It is for everyone. That is the time to accept it, embrace it and move on. No one is perfect, we all misjudge or make mistakes. When that happens, that is the time to realize it is what it is, find a positive no matter how small.
Pull your boot straps up, rally those around you and work to make it right.
“There is no “I” in TEAM.”
According to Dictionary.com, here is my understanding.
Let me explain. The words, “I”, “They”, “He”, “She”, etc. are spoken in just about every speech of yours I have had the pleasure to hear. These words do not portray a “team” and further more, I relate them back to the Game of Blame.
We are the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA not the DIVIDED STATES OF AMERICA. Mr. President, we at least need to break down those barriers between political parties. At least bring them down to half the size so everyone can see each other. You may just see an improvement in communication.
Sadly to say, I actually could go on and on. However, I know you have a huge plateful these days. Therefore, I will leave you with one more of my thoughts.
FALSE NEWS? Mr. President, I would like to point out the definition of false:
“adjective, falser, falsest.
Again, according to the dictionary, the news might not be so false.
2. How is First Lady Milania these days. I realize she may still be residing in New York. But, from a woman’s point of view (I speak for myself only) this would be a great time for her to be visible and supporting her favorite charity publicly. Or, maybe backing a cause she is passionate about. Just a thought.