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  • Tea first. Everything else later.
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#wordstoliveby #lifemotto
  • This is the great @annelamott, signing a copy of her new book. Let us pretend she is signing MY copy, okay? She is not signing my copy, because I forgot mine at home, BUT LET US PRETEND.
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(I could not believe I did this, except that I forget things all the time. It’s not actually that surprising.)
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I could have asked her to sign one of the index cards I always keep in my purse, to tape it into the book later—but I did not think of that. I could have run to buy another copy from the table outside—but I did not think of that either. I think of all the right things, I just think of them LATER.
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But then Anne told a story about spacing out because she was thinking about the meaning of life, or what she’d just read, and I thought: oh, me too. (That was why I’d forgotten my copy of Almost Everything—I was thinking about the meaning of life, among other things, while I packed my bag. Obviously.)
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So that is not my signed copy of Almost Everything. My copy of Almost Everything remains unsigned. But I did get to see Anne Lamott and her gorgeous shawl, and I did get to be reminded of true things: that I’m not the only one, and that we’re all in this together. I walked away with notes on hope anyway, is what I’m saying, and I’m calling it good.
  • One year when my daughter Abigail was just a little person, we took her (and Owen and Audrey) (sorry, Sadie and Eli and evelyn, you weren’t born yet) to vote in a primary election IN THE RAIN.
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When we left our polling place, with wet hair and “I VOTED” stickers plastered to our jackets, Abigail—who had been righteously annoyed at not being allowed to vote—told us: I VOTED IN MY HEART. 😍 Because that is what you can do when you are seven.
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One more reminder if you’re in the U.S.: vote with your heart, and also VOTE WITH YOUR VOTE. Heart + action today, friends. Because that is what you can do now.
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P.S. this year Abigail voted FOR REAL with a BALLOT. I can’t even.
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P.P.S. that is totally a photo of Ev because I do not have photos of tiny Abigail on my phone. 😂
  • VOTED! So. This election, I planned to vote by mail. I didn’t think I could make it to the polls in person, so I requested a mail-in ballot—and it never arrived.
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But you know what, that is okay. We made a new plan, we made it work. I voted in person, with all my kiddos. (Except for Abigail, who is away at college. She voted this morning!)
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If your day didn’t go as planned, if getting to the polls is turning out to be harder than you expected: I GET YOU. 😂 I feel ya. And I KNOW YOU CAN DO THIS. You can do hard things. Make it happen, loves. Get out there and vote! xo.
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And if you’ve already voted: WELL DONE. High five for you! 🙌🏼😉
  • Voting for decency today. Voting for civility, for inclusion, for the common good. I’m refusing to listen to fear-mongering, refusing to give up on a vision of the more perfect union that we have never yet been, but can still become. That’s the plan today, friends. Today, we vote.
  • Yes I DO fully intend to keep the pumpkins around until we put up the Christmas tree. One day pumpkins, the next day pine needles: that is my actual plan. I see zero flaws with this.