Christine Stoddard

In the weeks since Election Day, I’ve come to realize that while I’m entitled to my feelings, resenting the Latinx folks who voted for Trump is not a productive use of my time.

When you’re married to the only white man in your apartment building—and one of the very few in the neighborhood—you, as a woman, make a habit of observing him, especially if you’re a woman of color or a mixed race woman. “Will he use his social privilege for good or evil?” is the simple question, but evaluating him in those terms is not so simple.

Though I was raised in an interdenominational household, my upbringing could at best be described as vaguely Christian.

I was shivering and sweating. What if the procedure didn't work? What if I had serious complications? What if I had to come back?