Some questions first, how can you live with the fact that half of the country did not want you as president? And then, how can you get over the fact that you missed “the job” by merly 2 percent? Really, I couldnt live with either of the both.

This night was aweful. About 1.00 am. I am in the bathroom getting ready for bed. I am done, and see my Mom sitting on a chair, with a towel on her face, holding my brothers hands. 3 billion deja vus run through my head. I ask “is she having a headache”? Turned out that she had massive bouts of fear. So we spent most of the night with her. It was aweful. In my head it really didnt matter what she had. I wanted to call the ambulance, I wanted to call the emergency doctor. I have such a trauma from previous happenings. It was scary enough.

I saw by luck that Elisa left the 4000th comment! Cool. ➡ The post count is wrong though, hmmmm…
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