When the month began, I thought we would see the country usher in the first woman president. By month’s end, I was grieved to see so many examples of the cruelty of mankind. November has been a fever in a year hostage to the crackle and sizzle of a slow-burning fuse. Self care was vital. Each day seeking out that which gives me joy. Holding close those I love. Praying I made a positive impact somewhere, anywhere. Still, I am gratitude.