On the night of November 8, 2016, my husband and I were lying in bed, stunned and confused.  We were both trying to accept the results of our country’s presidential election that evening.  We heard the front door open, followed by footsteps slowly climbing the stairs.  And then I felt the weight of my 17-year-old son as he dropped his body onto our bed.  We listened to an intense monologue woven of fears and concerns (“What about your health care, Mama?”  “What will happen to all the civil rights that have been achieved recently?”  “Will he lead us into some […]