My mother was raised on a farm. Literally, a farm. Like, cows, corn, tractors, all of that. So while I was growing up we naturally visited her parents, my grandparents, pretty often. Once a week actually. We ate dinner there almost every Sunday.

Well, during one visit my brother and I were riding our bikes all around the farm. I was probably 5 at the time and my brother was 8, so any sort of injury is obviously going to seem like the end of the world, right?

Right.

I fell off my bike, in case you didn't see that coming. I scraped my knee up pretty bad, or at least what seemed pretty bad to my 5-year-old self. I remember crying and crying and crying until finally my dad came outside, helped me up, and we walked inside together. I remember my dad helping me take care of the "wound," (I'm positive it was only a scrape) he put a Band-Aid on my knee and then I went back to playing outside. I probably even hopped right back on my bike.

That means it was probably 20 minutes of earth-shattering, over-exaggerated pain that I put myself through just to get right back to doing what had gotten me hurt in the first place. But I was fine, right?

Right. I was fine.

You will be too.

We all will be.

America is my 5-year-old-self.

The Presidential candidates (pick whichever one you'd like in this analogy) are the bike.

And it won't only take 20 minutes to recover from whatever you're expecting to happen if (insert undesired Presidential candidate's name here) is elected but you can assume that eventually, America will be alright. We have this amazing ability to come back from disasters. I'm positive you've witnessed it in the past. So, if you can, just consider for a minute that humans are resilient. Remember all of the recoveries you've ever seen and then consider that America, as a whole, can also do that.