Déjà vu. The sense of having lived through something before. This time, it was an election. Every time two opponents run for the same office, or two sports teams play each other, or two children compete to see who is the best, there is eventually a winner and a loser. It's normal. Depending on your loyalties or preferences, you are either glad, mad or sad as Dr. Seuss would say. But when it is all over, the teams high five. The children often dissolve into laughter. The candidates shake hands. That is my prayer. That the United States would shake hands. Better yet, let's pray for one another.