Today
Thinking how funny I must have looked this morning making my multiple trips back and forth from the car carrying giant Target bags full of cookies and then later settling them around my desk so I could take them down to Farah when she swung by to pick them up.
Wondering what tomorrow will be like, and the next day, and the next day.
Wishing Madelyn Dunham could have seen her grandson elected 44th President of the United States, especially because every time I re-read Obama’s convention acceptance speech (“She’s the one who put off buying a new car or a new dress for herself so that I could have a better life. She poured everything she had into me. And although she can no longer travel, I know that she’s watching tonight, and that tonight is her night as well.“) I tear up, but I suppose that’s not so unusual because a lot of his speeches make me tear up. Joe Klein says it better than me, and some of the commenters on his post make me truly hate Republicans.
Being hopeful.