I don't usually talk politics here. Not because I'm not interested. Not because I don't have opinions. But because, over the past decade, I've learned to keep my mouth shut. I live in a community in which I am most decidedly in the minority. I've also worked at a company (not my current one, I'm happy to say) where having it known that I was part of that minority made my life hell. So I said nothing. Especially not publicly.
Add to that the atmosphere of fear that has been built in this country over the last eight years. "You must be afraid" and "It won't work" and "No, you can't".
Well, last night I heard a man stand up and say "Yes, we can!" I watched people of all ages, races, religions, incomes and from all around the globe celebrating that man and what he stands for. I felt a glimmer of hope. That just maybe we can put aside our fear and distrust and do something good. Make a difference. Make things better.
On this cold gray November morning, I feel warm. And I'm smiling.
Oh, and check out Pat's blog today. I dare you not to cry.
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Deb, I have a story for you that I won't share in this forum, but suffice to say, I can see why being part of that minority made your life hell.
These be exciting times we live in.
What a wonderful, wonderful night.
You know what else is cool about that night?
That the election was so decisive and I got to hear the speech before midnight.
Courtney posted something about waking up and being glad it was still true. Me, too.
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