Relief. At least for now.
After 35 days of enormous stress, I feel a bit like a mack truck has run over me. It has been an incredible amount of stress to endure, sitting, waiting, watching, counting every penny to try to make it last.
If you don’t know what I’m talking about, let me catch you up.
Continue reading “It’s Over . . . For Now”
Dear Senate Majority Leader McConnell,
I am just one of 800,000 faceless furloughed federal government employees being used as a pawn in this shutdown power struggle. And although I don’t expect you to ever read this, I felt compelled to speak because as an American, I have that freedom.
And I won’t bore you with my shutdown story because it’s clear the (increasing) hardships faced by those of us furloughed have no impact on you. If any of those Christian values you all love to preach actually meant anything, then the numerous heartbreaking shutdown stories I’ve been reading would have pushed you to reopen the government weeks ago.
No, I won’t bore you with my personal story of hardship.
Instead, I’d like to point out how you are misguided in thinking that throwing money to build a wall will solve anything.
Continue reading “An Open Letter to Mitch McConnell & All of Congress”