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Living my life backwards for far too long

It’s a fact. I have been living my life backwards

Buying when I couldn’t. Now I can and I won’t. Now I’m downsizing and doing without.

Now that I “don’t have to” and make a decent living I have to get rid of things I should have been doing without for years

Why did I think I deserved things when I couldn’t afford them? And why can I afford them and am totally willing to do without?

I am trying so hard to answer that question. And the only thing I can come up with is the old saying of “we always want what we can’t have.” When I really couldn’t (and shouldn’t) have purchased things- I did. And when I really long for financial freedom (and should be enjoying it due to hard work to get here) I can’t.

I was expressing this to my friend and my husband. Both laughed but it was the kinda laugh that hurt because it was that half-say laugh/half-way gasp for breath kinda laugh. My friend said “everyone goes through that. That wake up call of realizing what you did wrong.” My husband said “I’ve done that my whole life.” It wasn’t necessarily comforting to hear those words but it did solidify that I’m not the ONLY person who has been living life backwards.

NO MORE! I can’t go back but to go forward I have to relive some financial mistakes. I have had to come to terms with mistakes that will cost me years to fix. The funny part is that I’m okay with it. I mean- I’m not OK with being stupid and backwards for years, but I’m okay with facing it and owning it. I’m in control of this now. God is TRULY in control but you hear me, right? I’m in better control (and have a reign on) of spending and monitoring finances. For years I was terrified to login to my bank. I didn’t want to face what I would see. Isn’t that crazy?? Gahhh- that’s just so sad. {but true!}

Anyway– enough living backwards. Moving forward I feel like I have the tools PLUS the accountability from this blog. Let’s do this. Let’s live life FORWARD!

Thanks for reading

For now,

Cara Roxanne

Women may NEVER know what they want— my rambles on the Golden Globes.

 

I love award show season. I call it “MY superbowl.” Watching the Golden Globes while giving up social media was SO tough. ALLLL the things I wanted to say. ALLLLL the quotes I wanted to re-tweet… but I was good. PROMISE. I did not get on social media ONE time. {And yes– I AM patting myself on the back.}

Okay so here is my problem… there was a LOT of emphasis on the negative attention that is in the public/media eye currently revolving around men. Men have been busted out left and right this year. And SHAME on those men who did terrible things to women just because they could… or because they wanted to. It’s horrible. AWFUL. And, BTW… #metoo. Been there, done that, and hope I NEVER go back to those moments. The creepers who felt like they could touch my knee. Or the boss who always stayed in my office a little too long. Gross. Yuck. Shame on YOU.

Anyway-back to the point. Natalie Portman (who looked divine, btw) called out men for being on the only nominated sex in the Director category. And as the audience was shown clapping and applauding for her statement all I saw was… BOOBS. They were hanging out everywhere!!! PICK. A. SIDE.

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If you want to be seen a sex object then please continue with the nips popping out the side of your dress. But if you want to stand up for women being treated equally then for the love of cheese and crackers but your boobs away! Possibly the reason women are not treated fairly is because we {dare I say it?} talk out of both sides of our mouths?

WOMEN! We cannot stand up and asked to be treated as equals if we continue to carry ourselves in a manner that screams “please see me as a sex symbol.” I’m sorry. I said it. Hate me if you want but that is (my) fact.

The women in this world who are beautiful, smart, intelligent, LIFE CHANGERS aren’t showing up on a red carpet with their dress so low I can see their belly rings.

Hillary

Condi

Jackie O.

Margaret Thatcher

Michelle Obama

Ellen

These women stand up for the rights of women and fight to make real change in our world. And I can honestly say that I have never seen their breasts hanging out of their clothes. Is there a correlation between the two? I think so.

PLEASE don’t harp on how men have advantages in this world over women and continue to portray yourself as a sex symbol. Were you expecting a lot of respect from the way you were dressed? I have to think that you were aware of what parts of your body were noticeable to the world when you stepped out of that limo.

Maybe I have it all wrong. Maybe i’m out of line. I’m not trying to be disrespectful to anyone. Wear what you want. Dress how you want. I ain’t judging! But I AM saying that maybe you CAN’T have it both ways. Maybe it’s time to make changes to your wardrobe so that you can be heard and not just seen… because believe me.. we see ALL of you!

What are your thoughts?? I’d love to hear!

Thanks for reading!

For Now,

Cara Roxanne

 

Looking forward to 2018

I REALLY do love a new year!

That fresh start. The clean slate. The unknown. The wonder. I LOVE it.

2017

Every year my husband resolves not to make resolutions. {Party pooper.} I sit down every year and truly ponder and dream of what I want to see different in the new year. I NEVER resolve to lose weight but I ALWAYS resolve to be healthier. I resolve to be nice to the new people that show up at the gym from January 1st-17th and then I don’t have to see them anymore because they gave up. I resolve to pray more and be nicer. But i’ve had some things stirring in me this year that I want to share with you. Maybe for accountability? Or maybe because you need to hear it too…

  1. This year i’m done chasing people! I love people. Hello-i’m a therapist! All I do is listen to people!!!!!! I ENJOY being a listener and hearing what people have to say. I enjoy getting to know people and entertaining people in our home. I LOVE making new friends and making fun memories with others. But this year- I am putting my tennis shoes down. I do NOT have the energy to chase people that don’t chase me back. I will be kind, nice, and i’m here if you need me–but I cannot do it anymore. It’s exhausting and painful to always be chasing others! You want to hang out with me or see me? I bet you know how to find me. Sounds harsh, right? I have re-written this paragraph 4 times and even took a 2 hour break. I don’t want to sound mean but I can’t find any other words. I was talking to my friend/mentor a few weeks ago. I called her in tears and rambled on for 30 minutes about how hurt I was over feeling this pressure to get friends together and to be the “planner” of every group of friends I have. She let me vent and then said “so why don’t you just stop it?” Why hadn’t I thought of that? It is OK to need a break and 2018 is going to be MY  year to sit back and STOP CHASING! Sometimes I feel like I chase people (that makes me sound like a stalker) because I believe all humans crave relationships. We crave that person to talk to or that couple to hang out with! I strongly believe that is a God-given design of His people. But I am going to learn {and it probably won’t be easy} how to just sit still and STOP chasing. I’ve been hurt too many times by “friends” and people that I thought were there for me only to find out they weren’t. I hope by the close of 2018 I know who my real friends are AND I hope I feel rested from refusing to CHASE!

2. Enjoy the quiet. I’m a go-er. I like to go, do, see, explore- hence the reason I go to bed so early! I get crap from friends for how early I go to bed but when i’m awake it is ON! I’d rather be going then sitting idle. To an extent that’s a pretty awesome [if I do say so myself] trait, but on the other hand it can lead to exhaustion and burn-out. *Hence my #1 for this year* I have been prayerfully seeking wisdom in this area because I DO consider myself a content person in so many ways. But then when I spend the time to dissect behaviors/habits of mine I realize that the world probably doesn’t view me that way. Sure-it really doesn’t matter what other people think, but I strive to be consistent (you may recall from a previous post that is my FAVORITE word) in action/word/mindset, and part of being content is being okay with the quiet. The still. I take for granted that we CAN go and do and part of me is dreading this next year due to the fact that we won’t be going as much {stupid Dave Ramsey}… I intend to use this time as a way to be shaped into a better version of myself.

3. No more comparisons! I STRUGGLE on a daily basis with comparison. I am a confident woman but that does not come without insecurities. In fact, in a lot of ways it comes with more! I am always so concerned that I came across TOO confident, or God forbid, arrogant. But I DO compare myself! I see powerful in the women in the world making a huge difference and then I see myself. What did I do today? Sure I helped a kid calm down and stop throwing chairs but how did that better the world? I am CONSTANTLY comparing what others can do!! And of course there are the natural female comparisons of her someone having better hair, a nicer car, better job… but those I can deal with for the most part. For me it’s seeing woman all over the world making a difference and me sitting here wanting so desperately to do something amazing but falling short every time… mostly out of fear of trying. In 2018, no more comparisons for me. Well, at least that’s the plan.

4. No more sitting back and waiting for change. I am the worlds worst at saying “I know how to solve that if they would have thought to ask me.” (Referring to political decisions, mainly.) I was talking to my Dad over our family Christmas in Nashville this past weekend. I was expressing my fears/concerns about changes happening in our State regarding healthcare and other such issues. After I said my say about my thoughts and frustrations my Dad said “Have you thought about writing a letter to your Congressman or Senator?” Well…ummm…no. I haven’t. We continued talking and did some research on WHO I would contact. Why hadn’t I thought about that? Why am I sitting around shaking my head and not doing anything about it? I may not add any cracks to the “glass ceiling” but I will for sure be making steps to promote good and honest change that is so desperately needed. No more sitting back and WAITING for change!

So what about you? What are you looking forward to in this new year?

Thanks for reading!

For Now,

Cara Roxanne

Minimalist Wardrobe

I’ve spent a lot of time on Pinterest and talking with other bloggers/friends regarding the whole concept of a capsule wardrobe. Like I get it- but I’m struggling at the same time.

I completely see the logic in owning less because DUH! That’s what I am working towards!! But I do NOT see the logic (for me personally) in getting rid of clothes I WILL wear but I may not wear all of the time. I have the space. I have it organized and I HAVE downsized tremendously. I have gotten rid of tons of clothing so what is left WILL be worn. I understand that I might feel calmer if I went in my closet and only had 36 items to choose from. BUT I am not going to get rid of clothes that I will wear. 4

closet

**What I wouldn’t give to be THIS simple!!!**

That being said– planning ahead on my outfits has ALWAYS saved me time. My friends laugh at me because my daily calendar that I carry with me at ALL times contains important meetings, bills to pay that day, things to grab on my home, and at the very bottom I have listed what I wore. I did this in high school!! Isn’t that silly? Maybe so-but it works for me. On those crazy weeks when I can’t even tell you the last time I ate or had a calm, brief moment to regroup, I couldn’t tell you what I wore the day before. I have a fear of wearing the same outfit like LEGIT two days in a row due to being so crazy busy that I completely forgot. So, I write it down. That helps me. And I TRY to plan outfits in advance. Sometimes that fails. Weather in Arkansas is NOT predictable in the least so you may have a sundress and sandals planned and it ends up snowing. But planning SOMEWHAT ahead is very helpful.

What I DID do to eliminate some of the “closet dilemma” was this. I took away 8 pairs of pants and 20 shirts. I folded them neatly and put them in the attic in a special bin. I am not getting rid of them BUT this is a great way for me to see if I can make do with a smaller amount of clothes to choose from. I’m not getting rid of them so if I need something I can grab it, OR, I can decide to hang it back up and rotate something else out. That way I have LESS hanging to choose from/look at/get stressed by, but I am not throwing out perfectly good clothes that I will wear at some point.

It wasn’t as easy as I thought. It was SUPER easy to truly get rid of things that I knew I didn’t want to wear anymore. But looking at a closet that only contains items that fit/I like and trying to decide what to put away was difficult.

So I may not have followed the rules precisely, but that is A-ok. For me, this worked! I feel like I have less options which will eliminate some headache but I haven’t gotten rid of something that I will wear in the future. It’s hard to follow everything exactly which is why I ALWAYS say to take away what you can use “and throw away the rest!!!” Not everything you read on Pinterest (or a blog) will work for you so you have to add and adjust to make it fit YOU!

Thanks for reading!

For now,

Cara Roxanne

 

The day it happened!

I. Met. Hillary. Clinton.

I bought my ticket. Drove to Little Rock and waited in line for 3 hours.

All the emotions were going on simultaneously. Excited. Nervous. Thrilled. Scared. Talkative. Tongue tied. It was such a rush!

As I stood in line I kept thinking of what I wanted to say. I wanted to say so much… I needed her to hear me say how sorry I was that things turned out the way they did. I desperately wanted to share the pain I felt on November 8th and beyond… I wanted to know how inspired she made me feel! But I also wanted to be somewhat memorable. I had every reason to believe she would hear those things over and over…

So I told her I was sorry for what I said when I met her back in the early 90’s. My choir was singing at an event in Little Rock in which the First Lady and First Daughter (is that a thing?) would be attending. Hillary came up to my choir after it was over and said to me “what a beautiful voice you have!” I looked at the lady in a red pant suit with a pony tail AND a headband in her head and said “thank you. But my parents didn’t vote for your husband.” She smiled, kinda laughed and said “well– that’s okay!”

So as it’s my turn to walk up to the table I am prepared for my spill. She looked up and smiled, asked my name and shook my hand. She held my hand the whole time we spoke. She laughed after my story and said “well you shouldn’t feel bad for that.” She asked if I was still singing , released my hand, and I told her “Thank you for inspiring me to do more.” She smiled, said thank you and as I began to walk away she said “it was nice to meet you Cara(pronounced correctly) and I love your shirt.”

Best. Moment. Ever.

2017 will ALWAYS and forever bring fond memories.

Thanks for reading!

For now,

Cara Roxanne

Wrapping up 2017

This really was a terrific year!

I mean sure…a LOT went down this year in our world that makes me sad, but I am choosing to stay positive.

This year was FULL of exciting things for my family!!! Trips, graduating with my Masters degree, starting my “real” job, watching my baby girl hit new milestones and mature in ways that break my heart… It was a terrific year!

This year was full of FUN and laughter!

January was full of hard work as we prepared for our new floors to get installed! My husband is really lucky to have me as a help mate.

hardwork

February was the month of love. Well,. more like the month of me and my bff’s husbands traveling all the time. So us and our kiddos had a fancy V-day dinner at Purple Cow.

vday

But thankfully my husband made it home in time to take sweet Ava to the “daddy daughter dance” at church.

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Aren’t they precious?!?!?!

In March I went to El Paso to see my oldest and dearest friend, Lauren. WHAT A BLAST we had acting like little schools girls just giddy as can be! I even talked her into walking over to Mexico for the afternoon. {I’m still shocked I convinced her to do so!!}

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Then it was off to my best friends wedding!!! Steph and Jake had a beautiful ceremony and I was so HONORED to be a part of it!! Love you both!

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And let’s not forget that March was also the month of musicals 🙂

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Phantom of the Opera did NOT disappoint!

 

In April my friend Lindsey had a gender reveal party. I placed all my bets on a girl… and Amber placed all of hers on a boy. Which one do you think won?

baby1

May brought about graduation and a fun trip to NYC!!! #favplaceonearth

grad1

June and July were THE best!!!

My whole family came into town for a week of fun! Jere, Ava and I went to Dallas for a vacation, my sweet baby girl got baptized, and Jere and I headed to Cabo San Lucas for a week of fun in the sun! Oh and I took Jere to see RENT in Memphis. I mean it WAS on Father’s Day and I probably enjoyed it more but… well, surprise! 🙂 Thankfully he LOVED it! #RENTHEAD

Then it was time for back to school and all the excitement that comes with it!

6thgrade

After all the stress of school and work… we needed a break!

So in October we headed to CHICAGO!

Hamilton + some AMAZING sights!

ANNNND the next weekend we headed to San Antonio to watch our beautiful friends tie the knot!!!

ingramwed

November was PERFECT! I met HILLARY CLINTON!!! EEEEK!!! It was so fun! Gahhh–when I stop and think about it I am STILL so giddy!!! {She said she loved my shirt!}

And now it’s December. My FAVORITE month of the year. I love the music, the smiles, the sights… and the celebration of the birth of our Lord and Savior. Tis the season to share LOVE. So share it today. And if you can’t– at least try to be cool like us.

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Merry Christmas from the Matthews! You are LOVED!

Thanks for reading!

For now,

Cara Roxanne

A few of my Favorite things

First of all, one would be THAT song. Gotta love “The Sound of Music.”

But really… in keeping with the whole “let’s keep life light and fun and not stress about how there is NO progress with our adoption” I figured I should write about things that I DO like.

Mary Kay. So about two years ago I had the priviledge of meeting a very spunky and vivacious lady that I now call my friend. She was doing some research and my name had been given as a “strong female” to interview. Come to find out she also sells Mary Kay. Not in the pushy type of way, but it’s what she does. She introduced me to a WHOLE new world of makeup. I was the girl that never knew what I was doing but pretended to the best of my ability. I have good skin (not bragging if it’s a fact– and that is due to my Indian heritage transferred down through my beautiful Granny Hitt) but she made it even better! She gave me some good products to use (as if my dollar store Neutrogena knock offs weren’t good) and I fell in love.

I LOVE MK’s: Timewise skin products, eyeliner pen, foundation, primer and bronzer. Those are MUST have’s!

mary kay

Younique mascara. Yes this goes against my love for MK but I seriously do not know of a better mascara. LOVE it. And combine it with my Mk eye primer it will last LEGIT all day.

younique

Coconut water. I can’t say enough about this stuff. This stuff keeps me going when I cannot have my hot tea.

coconut water

Candles. I could spend $100 bucks on candles and still feel like I need more. I once had a person tell me that you should always have a candle burning. And I agree.

candles

Apples. I probably eat 10 pounds of apples a week. NO lie. And don’t judge me. And If you know of some new found “apples will kill you eventually” theory, please do not share it with me. PLEASE!

apples

Board games. I LOVE games. I mean really, I love to win them, but I sure do love them.

games

The Library. Any library. I love visiting a town and going into their library. The smell, the options, the old stuff, the new stuff. I simply LOVE it all. And the people!!!!!! Best place to people watch…ever. Hands down!

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Non-fiction, self help books. I have read books on “Finding Joy in cleaning your house”. Okay so that’s not exactly what it’s called but that was the premise. I mean was it the best book ever? No…but I did have a take away. I love random books where is something to be learned from it. Now don’t get me wrong, I can get down with a good Nicholas Sparks love story book, but I would much rather read a self-help book. Maybe that’s why I’m a counselor? Hmmm….

selfhelp

Songs that you have never heard. I’m the girl whose favorite songs were never released on the radio. They were song #7 on the bonus track that came in the 2 pack special from Target. Those are the songs I like. The one’s that maybe aren’t “Catchy” enough for air time, but actually have substance, and acoustics, and none repetitive phrases.

music

Live theatre. There is nothing like it. Talent. Raw, sweaty (literally had swept thrown on me from being so close to the front of the stage) authentic performances. Now THAT is something I can enjoy over and over. I once sat on the front row of Les Miserables performance and the “pick pockets” threw a wallet that landed on me. Handing it back to the actor was one of the highlights of my life.

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So… there ya go! Just a few things about me and some things that I keep a part of my life. Keep it light. Keep it fluffy. Keep it simple.

Thanks for reading,

Cara Roxanne

My “Thank You” to Hillary Rodham Clinton

It’s a long shot… but maybe somehow she CAN see this letter.

Madam Secretary,

Before I say anything, I owe you an apology. You probably wouldn’t remember, but I met you back in 1992. You and Chelsea came to the {then} Excelsior Hotel in Little Rock, AR. I was in 2nd grade and my choir had been asked to sing at an event you were attending. I’m sorry to say that I don’t know why exactly you were there. {Surely the fact that I was so young excuses me on this}. What I remember was my choir singing a few songs for you, one of which I had the solo in. When it was over, you were standing by the door greeting guests as they left. You bent down to greet some of my classmates and then looked at me. You walked over to me and said “And what a pretty voice you have, young lady.” I smiled as I observed you in a red suit with a black headband and a pony tail. <Here’s where the apology comes in> I looked at you and said “Thank you but my parents didn’t vote for your husband.”

*Face Palm*

You didn’t change anything about your face or your posture. You simply smiled and semi-laughed and said “Well that’s ok.”

I got in some trouble for that comment. My choir teacher over heard and when we made the trip back to Arkadelphia to be picked up by our parents, my teacher told my mom. She was so embarrassed and reminded me “You don’t have to say everything you know!”

I can’t say that we got into a political discussion on the way home, but I can say that you made quite the impression on me. I have many women in my life that I have always been able to look up to and admire, but in that brief moment, you made a lasting impact on me.

Flash forward many moons and here we are. I write this from my middle class home on my middle class couch while my husband and I stream from the CBS app to our tv the show “Madam Secretary.” I have heard you were part of the inspiration behind this show, by the way.  I sit here with a flood of emotions as I try to digest what has happened over the past year. If I feel this way, I can’t even begin to fathom how you feel.

Please know this: You fought hard and we couldn’t be more proud of you!

You listened when we talked. You heard our hearts. You cared about what the American people were saying. You kept your head held high when it would have been easier to just not show up. You inspired me through your courage to stand tall through many tough situations. You kept it classy when your opponent couldn’t even define that word. You represented ME and so many others like me.

You lit a fire in me that hasn’t gone out. You inspired me to get involved in my community in hopes of making a difference. You have given me a clear picture of what it means to “never give up.” You have helped me to see my worth as a woman and to hold myself to a different standard. It is because of YOU, Madam Secretary, that I, the person who has gone on record in saying the phrase “History is boring”, is now spending time doing something I should have done a LONG time ago- understand our country’s history. You have inspired me to do so many things I can’t even put into words. I feel like the fire you lit inside of me through your determination, your dignity and your poise, is something that may change the course of my life.

I was inspired when I read your book “Hard Choices” three years ago… and I have been inspired every single time I watched you on a debate or an interview. I cried happy tears when you spoke at the DNC last summer. My husband and I were on vacation in Mexico when you walked on stage to give your speech accepting the nomination. With the patio door open and the cool Puerto Vallarta breeze coming in, I sat on the edge of our bed and cried through smiles as you vivaciously accepted the nomination. Our friends laughed when got back home and I told them that watching YOU on tv was the best part of vacation.

I admire you for so many things, Secretary Clinton, but most of all I admire you for your heart. From debates on tv to watching you live in Little Rock two years ago at the Democratic Convention dinner, I become so inspired from hearing you speak. Please don’t stop speaking. Things ended poorly and I am beyond disappointed, but if I thought this has silenced you for good, I would be heartbroken.

Please get back out there! Your “God given talent” is to inspire, and you do it so well. You truly have inspired me to “Never stop believing that fighting for what’s right is worth it.” And I KNOW that what is right is for you to continue the good fight. Somehow, in some capacity, I beg of you please continue to fight.

And to you, Madam Secretary, I humbly say… thank you.

With much respect,

Cara Roxanne Matthews

My letter to Donald Trump

Dear Mr. (almost) President,

I am writing you from the same place I sat on November 8th of 2016. The place where I sat in full faith that your opponent, Hillary Rodham Clinton, would be announced as the first female President elect. I have sat here in hope, in heartbreak, in rage, and now with determination.

You had quite the agenda when you began your race towards the White House. Because you crossed the finish line and won the prize, my agenda has become quite longer.

I did not vote you, as I am sure you have figured that out by now. I laughed at you [nearly] every step of the way. If I wasn’t laughing at you, I was disgusted by you. And insulted many times as well.

I am insulted by the way you spoke of women. [even if the words were from the past]

I am insulted by the way you spoke of minorities.

I am insulted by the way you mocked those with special needs.

I am insulted by the way you made a mockery of democracy, of our policies and procedures, and the way you handled yourself at the debate.

You insulted me many times over.

You do not stand for anything that I stand for. In fact, you are the complete opposite of a person I would want to know, hang around, or have any amount of respect for… yet somehow, you are my next President.

I {apparently} am a millennial. Not the type of millennial that you see on tv walking around rioting the outcome of the election, but a millennial nonetheless. I am so tired of the blanket statements that have been used to describe “us”. Guess what? I work, I am an educated person,I am currently in the process of earning my master’s degree,I take care of my family in the best way that I can without depending on a hand-out, and I do all of this while so passionately caring about the country I live and respecting the differences that we all hold.

I do not believe that you will do half of the things that you said you would while on the campaign trail. You have already recanted many of those things {abortion, health care, imprisoning HRC} and I suspect the list of “things” that got you elected will continue to disappear into thin air. I do not believe for one second that you thought you actually stood a chance of winning the Presidency… but here we are. You are now realizing that this job is “for real” and not a reality tv show, and we {the American people -those that voted for you and those who did not} are all watching as you wake up to the fact that you are our next President. I suspect you are in over your head and that you are now gravely aware of that fact. It doesn’t matter that I knew that all along…. what matters is that we are where we are.

I do not like you. Honestly- I don’t like anything about you. I think you are rude, crude, and I often refer to you as a pin-ball. You DO tend to bounce all over the place and change your stance and views based on where you are. This is not a game, unfortunately. You cannot turn the cameras off and go home. Here we are… Mr. (almost) President. Here we are.

It’s probably not nice that I say I don’t like you {Forgive me for being blunt} since I do not know you well. But, what I do know about you are the things that you have chosen to show the world. {I pray this is an act!} What you have chosen to show the American people (somehow) got you elected and that frightens me to my core. First impressions matter, Mr. Trump. Please remember that when you sit across the tables from leaders of countries from the around the world. Please think before you speak, breathe, count to 10 or whatever works for you to stay calm. I humbly ask you to listen to the advisers that know far more about policies and procedures that are in place than you could ever know. Seek out wise counsel. Find a mentor. And keep it cool. Please! If you speak to others the way you spoke to Hillary Clinton during the debates, then we are ALL in grave danger!

I don’t have a choice in the matter. The electoral college spoke and vetoed the majority of the American population. YOU are our next President. Please learn to be respectful, calm, and mindful of others. Keep in mind that we were not all born on a silver platter and drank out of a gold bottle. Some of us are just regular, middle-class, hard working individuals who love God, our families, and a good show on Netflix. We would like to continue enjoying life’s simple pleasures while resting assured that our Commander in Chief has America’s best interest at heart… no matter how deep and wide their pocketbooks are.

Do some research into Planned Parenthood and the good they provide to women all over America. Meet a Hispanic person who works hard, pays taxes, and is studying for their Citizenship test. Spend time with a group of strong, powerful, intelligent women who want to see women and minorities continue to fight adversity and become EQUALS. Visit rural communities across this nation and “get your hands dirty” while visiting individuals living in poverty and pain and have NOT been offered the same chances to advance that you were offered. And don’t visit that place by way of your private jet. Ride in a car. Feel the bumps in the road. See the poverty first hand. Spend some time learning how to be “regular.”

I will go. There’s nothing more to say, Mr. (Future) President. I wish you well. I will respect the position of POTUS as I believe it is a very admirable and respectable position to hold. I do not trust you, but I would love for you to change my mind. I fear your choices will cause anguish among so many people, but I pray you prove me wrong. Keep an open mind and try your hardest to see the “BIG PICTURE” if you would, please.

Heartbroken but hopeful,

Cara Roxanne Matthews

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