Making Peace with My Trump-Loving Father [Thoughts and Rambles]

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Good Morning Friends,

Happy Quarantine Day…. however long it has been! πŸ™‚ Hehe! I hope you all are staying healthy and sane while resting at home. Around here I have been decluttering, re-organizing our pantry, and doing all of those little things that I would normally never do on a typical day. Today I want to talk about finding your inner calm throughout this pandemic and how you can apply that inner peace to various situations.

Like waiting in line at the grocery store.

Or talking to your Trump-supporting father.

Wait, what?

Yes, it’s true. I am the daughter of a hippie, liberal, extremely Democratic mother, and a conservative, semi-religious, Republican father. Needless to say, they aren’t married anymore. (lol) While I have known for a while that my father and I differ on political views, we have chosen to “don’t ask, don’t tell” when it comes to those hot topics. We talk about the weather. We speak about the family. We swap recipes now that he is cooking again in self-isolation. But every now and then he will make a statement that makes me turn my head. Such was the case yesterday when I called to check up on him.

I hadn’t heard from my dad again in a while and with all of this Coronavirus stuff… well, I was nervous for him! So I gave his phone a rang. Thankfully he, my stepmom, and my sister were fine. But as I spoke to him on the phone, suddenly he said: “The Chinese really messed up big time on this one!”.

Inner peace… I told myself, and fell quiet letting him rant.

You see, not only am I in an interracial marriage with an Asian man, but I also understand that a virus really doesn’t care what race, nationality, or gender you are. It doesn’t care about your age, or how much money you make. It doesn’t care what profession you have, or if you have hobbies that boast gold medals. No. It’s a virus. So, as I sat there and listened to my father call this a “Chinese problem” and a “Chinese virus”, I found my inner peace.

I saw beyond his frustration the propaganda that he had consumed.

I listened to the flippant comments that mirrored President Trump’s own statements. I sat in silence letting him vent out his anger and frustration, that if taken at face value would seem racist and extremely judgmental, and yet… I saw pain behind his words. Like the rest of us, he was frustrated at his grocery store running out of things. Like the rest of us, he lived in fear of contracting the virus– especially since he is turning 70 this year. Like the rest of us, he wishes that life would just go back to being “normal”. I felt his pain. I internalized his words. And then I met him with my own.

“Dad, I don’t think anyone wanted this. This is a global problem. Not a Chinese problem” I said gently.

In these times of uncertainty it can be so easy to point the finger at someone else. It’s easy to place blame. But what good does it do? This isn’t a “Chinese virus”. Using those words only hurts the Chinese populations across the globe, and that is the last thing that we want to do. I believe that we are all citizens of the earth. Yes, we live in different nations, but we all bleed the same. We love the same. We breathe the same air. We nurture connections much the same. We feel the same emotions. No one… not a single person… wanted this pandemic to happen.

And so I meet those statements of misplaced anger, judgment, and frustration with peace. I say a silent prayer for the President, whom I did not vote for, but whom I have no doubt is under an incredible amount of stress. I wish for him… peace. Inner peace and calm. I hope President Trump sees this pandemic as a time when the world is hurting. I hope he comes together with other global leaders to learn from one another. I hope he uses his power to help the people of America. I hope he uses our resources to help others across the world. I hope he goes to sleep at night with a calm mind and a clear heart knowing that he did everything he could to save as many lives as he can. I hope he wakes up to each new day to Tweet a message of hope…. that will then trickle to the new outlets and give the people of the world who tune in… hope.

Because the world needs hope right now. Hope. Peace. Understanding. And compassion.

That is what I’m extending to my father… and everyone I speak with.

I hope you all have a beautiful day. Stay safe, happy, sane, and healthy. Until next time!

Much love,

~Kitten xx

8 comments

  1. Oh I’m not sure about sane, but there is hope while I can have caffeine and pot in somewhat equal measure everything will be “fine”, and I don’t envy the trump loving but good luck

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    1. Thank you, Olivia! ❀ Your comment means so much. πŸ™‚ I agree with you. What the world (and everyone on it) needs now… is love and kindness. Keep smiling, my friend! xx

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  2. Girl yes! Just last night my Mum was saying that the Chinese “created” this virus by “spraying stuff around”. I don’t know, nobody knows, but all we can do right now is band together and fight this thing. Sending you big overseas hugs (but from 2 metres away!) Xx

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