How 2016 Ruined my Life: On Family, Politics, and the Difficult Conversations Going into 2020

It was November 9, 2016, when my mom called me.

“I know you’re disappointed that your candidate didn’t win,” I remember her saying, “but I hope you know that, no matter what, we’re still family.” I don’t remember what I said in response, but I’m sure it was surly. I’m not always as good as I should be at…