Letter to my American friends

Introducing Estelea–

Estelea of “Estelea’s Blog” is a French citizen, currently living in the Philippines. She wrote a heartfelt letter to Americans following our election, comparing how we are feeling to how she felt follow the Paris bombings. I commented that I feel like I am living in two universes, one which has cosmically changed and one which is pretty much unchanged as I go about my daily life. Her response to me this morning (quoted following) brought me to tears. If you are reading this on FB, do take the time to click on the link and read her post and the comments which follow.

“Dear, I totally hear you. I had those moments where I would stop to wonder “did that really happen “? It is such a shock, an incredible shock. I never ever in a zillion year would have believe for a second that Trump would be president. It will take time to digest for sure.
But the more I am talking to my American friends, here, on the phone, on Facebook, and the more I am deeply humbled by your courage and resilience. You are so energetic and inspiring !

And what matters most is that even if your world has changed, as you wrote, you have not. We have not. So we ll rebuild it even better than before. Your election has became ours, and we wonder where our system failed. Why are some people so full of hate and hopeless that they would vote against the humanist values we cherish so much? Why going backwards where there is nothing but darkness?
I am confident that our values will always prevail. There is no other way. It might take a little detour now, but it will be for the best.
Many many blessings my friend! We are with you all the way❤”

Estelea’s Post–

Estelea's Blog

I am writing this post today because I feel your pain so much .

For some reasons the results of your elections drove me back to the Paris terrorist attacks. The shock was so brutal, so totally unexpected. I was so devastated and spent endless hours crying, asking myself the unanswerable question “why?!” “why would people do that?!”, “what are those damned people made of?“.  I was in denial, scared to hell, as if everything I always has taken for granted – my Humanist values, my home as I love it had been destroyed forever.

In retrospect, all I know is that we don’t heal at the same pace. We have different needs. There is a time when we need to find someone to hate, a culprit, the responsible of it all. But in our case and in yours, there is not a single person to blame for it all. It would have been too…

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About Susan Gutterman

I am an amateur photographer and occasional blogger, living in northern California. I also enjoy reading, walking, traveling, volunteering and spending time with my family and my yellow lab, Gabby.
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