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Happy Monday, Ravishers!

We are 17 days from the election. There is no amount of Facebook unfriending that is going to make you not related to your Fox-News-addicted Uncle Jeff. Your father will still be your father, whether he votes for Donald Trump or Santa Claus. In the zen tradition, I have a long way to go but if I make it until November 9th, I’m golden. Here’s my plan — but you might not like it.

We are 17 days from the election. There is no amount of Facebook unfriending that is going to make you not related to your Fox-News-addicted Uncle Jeff. Your father will still be your father, whether he votes for Donald Trump or Santa Claus. In the zen tradition, I have a long way to go but if I make it until November 9th, I’m golden. Here’s my plan — but you might not like it.

I was paying a price for how I was parenting my children. Even before this study was released — confirming that more empathetic parents can suffer health issues — I knew it to be true because I felt it, I was living it, every day.

Do you know what silence in response to blatant bigotry feels like? It feels really lonely. It feels like no one gives a shit.

These days, I’m gentler with people than I’ve ever been. I’ve learned of the beauty and strength in each and every person regardless of where they come from or what they’ve been through — and with every interaction, I understand more why Mike saw the best in people.

Sometimes the fights I pick with my fiancé are really fights with myself.

Tonight, I went to a class called Yoga with Anti-Gravity Wings.