I waited for the other shoe to drop. I felt sick to my stomach, and changed the channel. I switched back, unable to NOT take the news. I stared in disbelief. I smiled cautiously. I listened......
I fell to my knees and I wept.
Transformational. A moment in History. A Planetary Leader. But what did all of this really mean for ME? Why was I sobbing and begging God to protect this man from the zealots that would try to take him down? What does he mean to me, all the way here in one of the furthest corners of the United States? Why did it touch my heart and shake me down to my very foundations, render me speechless, and flood every cell in my body with a feeling of jubilation and ultimately....RELIEF?
He made me believe in my own power tonight. He made me believe again that the things I think and do in this world, in this nation CAN have a difference, that this country doesn't simply march to the beat of a corporate drum that the elite "others" have predetermined. I believe in my ability to change, in the ability of my country to change, and I have a small part of my belief in the world that has been resurrected. And THAT is worth tears, worth silence, worth any pact with any deity to preserve. To simply say "I Believe" again has begun to bring my shriveled, sarcastic, cynical and jaded soul a measure of balm. I WANT to believe in the basic goodness of people. I WANT to believe that there is goodness in the world. I WANT to think that the world can be a better place where people will do what is RIGHT in place of what is EASY. I want that hopeful, naive, loving girl back. I want to live in the fabled geodome. He has pointed out a road....very cluttered and debris strewn....that leads back to that girl, that life.
Thank you, President Obama. You have the love and respect of this constituent.
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