Last night, as Barack Obama was officially named the new President Elect, I sent a post to twitter via my cell phone. "I have tears in my eyes. I just can't believe it really happened". When I sent it I was referring to Obama and I was happy. When I finally saw that it posted (it took a few hours) I was upset because Prop 8 passed. How odd that my chosen words worked both ways.
I feel such a relief, such hope... I was watching Obama's speech last night and as I saw people standing around holding American flags I realized the negative association I had associated with them had changed. In that instant. Before I had such a negative, holier than thou, almost evil association with it. I think it started with the post 9/11 flag craziness, and then it was pro-war association* or 'you don't support our troops if you're against the war' or 'if you don't support the war/Bush/troops you're not a true American' type mentality. I felt disgust everytime I saw an American flag. Then as they scanned the crowd during Obama's speech I saw hope in those flags, happiness even. It was a surprise to me, and brought tears to my eyes.
I think that gives the general impression of my emotion regarding the 44th President Elect.
Unrelated: I made some delicious chicken stock today and tomorrow I think I'm going to make two different types of chicken soup. Oh, and a mini pasta dish for Matilda that look promising... spinach and cheese sauce over tiny noodles with corn. Ok well that description doesn't sound great but I'll let you know how it goes.
