Year One: January 20, 2018

Dear Mr. VP,

I don’t know why this didn’t hit me until midday, but today marks a year of writing to you.

You will be unsurprised to find out that we were at the Women’s March in Northampton today. Along with WAY more people than I thought would be there, which was pretty amazing.

As the rally wound down, I found myself walking back to the car by myself through the crowd, clutching my sign. “I long for the day that Mike Pence is sent to the ash heap of history.” (Sounds familiar, right?)

In the middle of the crowd, I suddenly thought, “Oh. You’ve actually written to this guy every day for an entire year.”

(…what is WRONG with me?)

I have to tell you, I didn’t really think I’d still be writing to you as Vice President. I thought either you’d be President Pence by now, or you’d both be gone. But here we are, and here I am, still writing.

(Did you think you’d still be vice president by now? I sort of have to think no.)

365 letters. I’ve never written 365 letters to ANYONE. I talk to you more than I talk to my parents. I think about you more than I think about most people…which is pretty weird, honestly. People send me news about you all the time. I’ve tapped into a network of other people who write specifically about you. If it’s 11:30 PM and I’m with my boyfriend and I say “Oh, shit!” he knows it’s because I’ve completely forgotten to write you, and now I need to drum something up half asleep, while he very patiently waits and listens to me complain about you. And when I just pulled up that ash heap video to plug into this blog entry, my four-and-a-half-year-old said, “Is that Mike Pence?” What other 4.5-year-olds know you by sight? My guess is not many.

Maybe you thought I’d give up after a year. Maybe you thought we’d all give up after a year. But if the marches around the country told me anything today…it’s that none of us are giving up. Still here, still fighting. Still raising a generation of kids who will also resist. Still convinced we’re going to beat you.

march

D

 

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