As I sit typing this on the morning of a special election where almost nothing is certain, there is one thing I know for sure: I will never be able to wholly express with words how deeply affected I am by the support I’ve received from loved ones, friends, and complete strangers.
I was thrust into an unexpected special election with very little understanding of the process, yet three and a half weeks later, my outlook is centered and positive. Through multiple snow storms, a major holiday, and downright mental and physical exhaustion, my supporters and I persevered. Today, we reach the finish line knowing we’ve done everything possible to win.
To my loved ones, thank you for literally holding me down and tickling me until I laughed so hard I cried. You knew when the stress had reached a fever pitch regardless of my attempts to hide it.
To my friends and fellow activists, thank you for creating a safe space where I could vent, grow, and thrive. When the call went out, you were there.
To the supporters I’ve never met, your mobilization of money, time, and resources have left me nothing short of speechless. I am forever in your debt.
Tonight, the results will come in, and win, lose, or draw - I know I will be forever changed. I make the promise right here and now to pay this incredible kindness forward every chance I get. When there is a door to be knocked, a donation to be made, a speech to be given, or a postcard to be written - I will do it.