In 8 years

I admit that I'm still tearing up, on occasion, about Obama's win, and our future. A lot of it has to do with the anti-racist part of me, knowing that a large part of that part of our history has been wiped clean.

But, more than that, it's that I haven't really known anything else as a president other than Dumb W. I used the bad analogy to Daddy Dan about feeling like an abused child, who doesn't know any thing better in life.

I think people will soon wake up and realize we haven't had a real president in eight years. For some older Americans, who have lived through other presidents, that might not feel like a lot of time.

But, for me, my world changed under the reign -- and chaos -- of Dumb W. In fact, looking at this list makes me wonder exactly how much damage he might have done over the last near decade that we don't even know about.

In the last eight years I ...

Moved to a different state
Worked three jobs
Met a man
Got engaged to that man
Married
Learned to be a wife
Traveled out of the country
Suffered through infertility
Got pregnant
WITH TWINS!!
Learned to be a mother
Was a working mom
Was a stay-at-home mom
Was a work-at-home mom
Became a working mom again.
Changed careers -- twice
Sold a house
Bought a house
Tried selling another house, but could not (thanks, W!)
And, now, I'm watching well-known businesses collapse before my eyes.

And much more.

How about you? What has changed in your life in the last eight years? Pass it on and link back to me, if you want for a sweet little, spontaneous writing contest. I'll link to everyone's post at the end of the week. Or, just leave your notes in comments.


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Yes we did!

My nose is stuffy. The tears keep coming. All I know is that we're going to be OK now. We're all going to be OK now.

It's a Dawning of a New Day.

I've never felt more proud to be a Democrat. Never.

Thanks to all who made this happen.

Hope is alive, again.



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I tried repressing this post, but ...

If not now, when?

And, if not her, who?

These are the questions that have me Fuming. I'm on fire with anger.

When will be the best time to elect a woman president? Who could be a better president? And what will be the arguments against her?

Too bitchy? Too smart? Too aggressive? Too wimpy? Too emotional? Too what?

What?

Why not Hillary?

Why not?

Because she was married to Bill? Because she is strong? Because she is political. Controversial. Because she is smarter, more diplomatic and more globally respected than the current president?

Or, is it because she is a woman?

Why not her?

More importantly, who better to take on the highly paid men of Capitol Hill?

Who?

Because I can only think of one other woman who is strong enough, smart enough and willing to put their families and careers aside to take on the men of Washington and that is Nancy Pelosi, who right now is pretty busy in her new role. And, she, too is viewed as too Everything.

Aren't we all?

I'm too bossy. Too pushy. Too this and too that.

Politics intrigue me. They really do. I love watching Obama speak; he's a spin doctor, a Rhetoric man after my own heart. He speaks of great change. Change. We want change. "It's not about black or white. It's not about democrat or republican," he's said more than once.

These are the things I want to hear and he is saying them, he is singing them, he is preaching them from his podium day after day.

Well, what is it about then?

It's about bouncing back from a world of shame. It's about reviving our down-turned economy. It's about giving back American rights and freedoms. And, it's about restoring faith in our nation, again.

Sure, he can do this, and do it well. But, just about anyone could do a better job compared to our current president.

But, real change ... real, honest to goodness change, for me, is giving a woman -- a deliriously more-than-qualified, Yale graduate, fighter for human rights, intelligent WOMAN -- a chance.

Change, for me, means putting a woman, a mother, and a wife in that Oval Office instead of a man.

And, she is ready and waiting with all the power, experience, knowledge of public policy and the heart to serve this great country with every ounce of her being.

But, not now, no. Not Her. Gawd, no, not her.

So then ... who?


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And, since I am no poet and since I am a mother, rising, I want to share this with you. If you won't listen to me, how about listening to Maya Angelou as printed in The Guardian Observer.

State Package for Hillary Clinton

You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may tread me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I'll rise.

This is not the first time you have seen Hillary Clinton seemingly at her wits' end, but she has always risen, always risen, don't forget she has always risen, much to the dismay of her adversaries and the delight of her friends.

Hillary Clinton will not give up on you and all she asks of you is that you do not give up on her.

There is a world of difference between being a woman and being an old female. If you're born a girl, grow up, and live long enough, you can become an old female. But to become a woman is a serious matter. A woman takes responsibility for the time she takes up and the space she occupies. Hillary Clinton is a woman. She has been there and done that and has still risen. She is in this race for the long haul. She intends to make a difference in our country. Hillary Clinton intends to help our country to be what it can become.

She declares she wants to see more smiles in the family, more courtesies between men and women, more honesty in the marketplace. She is the prayer of every woman and man who longs for fair play, healthy families, good schools, and a balanced economy.

She means to rise.

Don't give up on Hillary. In fact, if you help her to rise, you will rise with her and help her make this country the wonderful, wonderful place where every man and every woman can live freely without sanctimonious piety and without crippling fear.

Rise, Hillary.

Rise.

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