Last week, I had a humbling encounter with the vast and uncaring majesty of nature.
The main arc of my father’s life was simple. He admired his parents and followed in their footsteps. He became a doctor so he could care for people. He was devoted to my mother and our family.
My mother imparted to her children a reverence for the founding ideals of the American republic, a recognition of our failure to live up to those ideals, a commitment to service, and most importantly, respect and empathy for every individual.
President’s Joe Biden’s inaugural speech and Poet Amanda Gorman’s inaugural poem together summed up my political creed.
We are headed into budget season in the legislature – the part of the legislative cycle that is hardest to manage in an orderly and transparent way.
When the going gets tough, you see what people are made of. I liked a lot of what I saw this year in the legislature and I got closer to my colleagues as we shared difficult choices.