Hard Things Are Hard

If 2018 taught me anything, it’s that hard things are hard. On the surface that may sound simple and maybe even a little cliche. To me, though, it symbolized everything that 2018 encompassed. At the start of the year, I made the tough decision to run for office at 18 years old. I knew that running would entail late nights, little sleep, and lots of hand shakes. But after it all ended a little over a month ago, I had time to reflect on all that this last year has taught me. Long before the final tallies came in on November 6th, I was reminded of what loss can teach a person. What made the decision to run so easy for me was the unyielding support I had from those around me. When I was trying to get myself oriented in the political world, I leaned heavily on those around me. I started to get more comfortable with the political side of life, but other parts of my life drastically changed, and for those that know me best, unexpected change takes its toll on me. There was a string of a fe...