Every February, I take a vacation to celebrate my birthday. This tradition started a few years ago and has led to some great experiences, from attending my first NHL hockey game to seeing the Space Needle and cheering on my Utah Jazz on the road. This year’s trip was thought up the week after I returned from my trip last year. I was going to the Inauguration of the 45th President of the United States.
When I told my boss of my intentions (since January is busier in my industry than February), he asked me a simple question: what if my guy doesn’t win. My answer was simple: I wasn’t making the plan to see Bernie Sanders’ inauguration; I was making the plan to attend the peaceful transfer of power that is part of what makes America great.
Unfortunately, plans change. When I made the plan to attend the Inauguration, I was not planning on running to be a national delegate. Because of that expense, the Inauguration trip has been put on hold. However, unlike many of my fellow progressives, I will be watching the ceremony live on my television.
Whether I like it or not, Donald Trump is going to be our President. Refusing to acknowledge that fact makes me no better than Republicans who refused to acknowledge Obama as President these past 8 years. Nor does it mean that I won’t continue to fight for those issues and causes I hold dear, much like I would have if Hillary Clinton or Bernie Sanders (or John Kasich or Martin O’Malley or…..) was being sworn in.
I’m reminded of the note George HW Bush left for Bill Clinton on January 20, 1993. In it, President Bush said “You will be our President when you read this note. I wish you well.” Donald Trump will be our President in two days. He will be my President. I love living in a country where this can happen without shots being fired. May we have another peaceful transfer of power in another four years’ time.