I take it personally. Until I can’t anymore.

I’m watching my idol Hillary Clinton on Diane Sawyer. In awe. And crying as hard as I did the day I stood in the presence of her greatness in the National Building Museum as she conceded the nomination to our now-current president.

Hillary hasn’t declared her candidacy for president yet (and why should she — back in the day you only had to campaign for eight months, not two years). Even though all of us who donate to her PAC have no one else we can even dream of supporting at this juncture.

What if she doesn’t run? I wouldn’t blame her one bit. A girl can only handle so much heartache in one lifetime. But if we miss out on someone extraordinary (again), I genuinely don’t think I would be able to forgive humanity. I really don’t.

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