This has been a hard year politically, professionally, personally. I find myself wanting to say, “I love you,” far more than usual, because that is the one thing I know for sure, the one true, imperfect perfect abiding thing. And I need to hold on to that one true thing because I see the truth of what is happening politically. I want to scream. I want to fight. I want to surrender. I want to hide from the mess of all these terrible things being put into motion by our elected leaders, disgraces the lot of them. It’s all too much and there is little shelter from it. Here is another truth — some days, I have to tune the news out. I can’t get through my days sitting around obsessing with strangers about worst case scenarios that distressingly keep coming to pass. That said, I do not begrudge people who find comfort in that mild hysteria.