Coffee just isn't doing the trick this morning. I sprang out of bed with only 4 hours of sleep, and indulged in a few minutes of news surfing just to assure myself it wasn't all a dream. Now, I'm peacefully tired for the first time in a long time. There are countless articles and reactions about Obama's big win, and I don't wish to echo those reports, but record my sentiments for my kids before they fade from my notoriously weak episodic memory.
I guess even though I sucked it up to knock on doors for the man and stood in line for hours just to get a glimpse of him in person, I was nearly convinced that democracy in America was a joke. That "they" were going to purge , rig, and preach John McCain into the white house, no matter what. That is the difference between today and yesterday for me. There is no "they", there never was, but my generation was somehow lulled into that notion after a lifetime of political doldrum and exclusivity. People like to talk about shattering glass ceilings, but surprisingly the "highest and hardest" had nothing to do with gender or race. It was that misconception that WE couldn't make a difference, that WE weren't really a part of the process, that WE weren't the ones running the show. The glass in this ceiling was a one sided mirror. We didn't have a clue what the view from the roof would be. There's still some time to take it all in, but I think we're pretty anxious to get to work installing solar panels while we're up here.
