On being thankful and waiting for the other shoe to drop

I’m currently sitting on the couch with two dogs snuggled up against me.  They’re very warm. Yes, I’m lucky.  Tomorrow, I get to cook a Thanksgiving meal for my family.  Although I typically enjoy cooking, especially for the holidays, until last year, I never really felt grateful for being able to cook.  This year, not only am I grateful for my physical ability to cook a big meal, but my economic ability to do so.  I’m watching the post election landscape unfold, and I can’t help but think that for those out there who are disadvantaged (in whatever way now defined by this new administration), the rug has been pulled out from under them.  And things have the potential to get much worse.

But nothing specific has happened yet, beyond appointments that we should have expected and some tweets about the media and a broadway show. No laws have been put up for a vote in Congress.  There’s no real action on the ground.  So I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop, and it’s making me anxious.  I feel like I don’t know what to pay attention to.  Business dealings with foreign countries? First amendment violations? A Muslim registry?  I don’t know.  The first one is the only one we have solid evidence for.  And is calling my congresspeople the most effective way to respond? Or should I be protesting? Giving money to the right organizations? All of the above?

There are articles out there about the possibility of us sliding into an authoritarian regime.  Intellectually, I kind of see how that could happen, maybe? But surely, our institutions are strong enough to resist that.  Maybe.  And how do I as a regular citizen shore up those institutions so that they can resist.  I have only one representative who’s “on my side.”  Will the other two cave? It’s hard to know.

Truly waiting for the other shoe to drop.

For now, I have to be thankful for what I have.  Family. A comfortable life.  And plenty of food on the table.

When the shoe drops, I’ll get to work.