Today is the day. The United States of America will elect a new president. I am not here to talk politics, I’m not going divulge if I voted and whom I may have voted for. This is not the place. But, today is a day that will go down in history. A new president will be elected. I’ve had time to think about today. About what it means for the past, the present, and the future. And to be completely honest, I have no idea what that entails.
What I do know is that I recently visited a national monument in Baltimore, Maryland.
Not many know the significance of Fort McHenry. Francis Scott Key was returning by ship and saw the battered American flag waving through the fog. He knew Baltimore had survived the British attack, and he was inspired to write the national anthem.
People don’t realize the battles that everyone is going through. How someone can be standing next to you with a smile on their face, and you would have no idea that they went through something tragic just the night before. Francis Scott Key saw something beautiful in the tattered flag, and we need to see something beautiful in each other. We’re all going our own battles. But just like Fort McHenry, we’re still standing. We may have been beaten, we may be hurt, we may have holes in our hearts, and are barely hanging by a thread, but we’re still standing. We’re still here.