I miss writing about Hillary Clinton. I miss reading about Hillary Clinton. I miss being excited about the possibility that she would be our president.
I miss looking at photos of her excited supporters. I miss videos of the people whose lives she touched. I miss reading her policy proposals and her factsheets and transcripts of her wonky interview and debate answers to rare policy questions.
I miss talking about her with other supporters. I even miss (sometimes) arguing with people who clearly did not know the first thing about her, and having the opportunity to talk about her many accomplishments.
I miss Hillary. Basically.
And I am still grieving that she will not be my president.