Before I drift off to a lullaby sleep, however plagued I am by the possible passing of Prop 8, I cannot help but thank everyone for making this presidential election happen. By everyone I mean every intelligent, caring person I know or do not know. Every person insulted by the Palin pick, discouraged by the ever changing face of John McCain, inspired by the first good man to lead this country in a VERY long time, riveted by the voice of everything they dreamed but could not believe was possible here, brought to action in a process that once stole their voice and left them feeling meaningless, and finally, joined together in a united front against the sickening slope of republican ideology. Many tears and many beers later, I can finally rest.
I thank Barack Obama for allowing me to sleep easy, knowing that this country is one that I can remain a citizen of, much less bring children up in. (Sorry Canada) I thank his family. I am so glad that such a loving family is moving into the white house. I hope their new shelter dog pees all over the rug Cheney put his feet upon. The hippie in me is coming out full force, and I bid you farewell with a "peace, love, and happiness." Lets keep it coming and be the change we want to see. Love,
Margaret
Pat’s Post, Life on the Border: Installment 1
9 years ago

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i love and miss you.
::a long sigh of relief::
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