First, we accept the results of the election.
Start there – at a place too many never got to the last time we did this. Donald Trump won. You may not like it, but win or lose, you accept the results. That’s what we do as American citizens. You don’t try to undo the results, lie about them, and stand by while others use violence to invalidate them.
That’s life lesson #1: Lose the right way.
Then you live your life. You get up, go to school, go to work, go to theater and choir rehearsal. You keep working hard in the classroom. You hang out with your friends and family. You keep volunteering. You keep helping others. You keep being a 16-year-old girl who is so much more than one political outcome.
You also keep fighting for what you believe in. Work for positive change, resisting the urge to go low. Let others spew hate and divide. You love and unite.
Stand up for LGBTQ+ rights, a woman’s right to choose, common sense gun control, immigrants, and the countless other issues you are so passionate about. Do your part to lift up the most vulnerable among us. Resist those bent on doing otherwise … while always remembering, despite Tuesday’s results, how you act, what you say and how you say it, matters. I will always believe that.
Do good, embrace hope, and get to work. Start with your family, your school, and in your community. Then go bigger. I can help.
Also, keep your head up. I say it all the time to my family, the athletes I coach, and anyone who will listen: It is what is next that matters most. Focus on that.
And this, too, from Matthew 6:4: “Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”
Yes, Shelby, don’t worry about tomorrow. Work to make tomorrow better!
The United States turns 250 in 2026, and let’s use that as a milestone moment for the future of this country. Let’s learn from what happened last night, as Democrats and citizens. In doing so, let’s listen to those who don’t agree with us politically – assume that is 50% of the people you come across; that is the city, state and country we live in – and find a middle ground that this divided place so desperately needs.
We ride at dawn. I call shotgun.



































