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Does anyone have the chimp-o-matic on their google page? Didja notice what it had on it today? It's a new day. A new hope.
I admit it, I read Houssie's post the other day, even though I tried to convince myself that I didn't. (Cubs fans and others will understand how aware of curses I am.) I stayed up later than I had originally planned last night because I just couldn't let go of the euphoria. I had to stop myself from hopping in the car and driving to Grant Park just to hug someone. Just to be there. Just to be. I wanted to hear the speeches. I wanted to share in the joy. I wanted to share in the tears. Tears of joy. Tears of hope. I've not dared to hope for so long that I didn't want the feeling to end.
Kevin and I went to the polls together yesterday. I waited till after work. The feeling of anticipation was with me the entire day and I could hardly wait to get home and go hand in hand to the polls. It was momentous. When they say stand up and be counted I could really see that in action. Kevin turned 50 years old this year. This year, for the first time in his life, Kevin registered to vote and voted. He voted. He counted. For the first time since i was two and a half months old, Indiana went "blue" and foted Democrat.
Last night when I finally came to bed, Kevin asked why I was waiting up so long. I told him I was listening to my President speak. This morning he noted that he'd never heard me refer to a president as "my president."
Of course.

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