This morning, Rhumba and I stopped off for coffee before work at our usual joint. Since we're regulars, the owner came to our table and asked us how we were.
"Fine," Rhumba answered. "Yourself?"
"Better. Much better this morning. I feel... relieved."
We didn't ask why. We knew.
At work an hour later, the data entry clerks were giggling in the kitchen as I walked by to the men's room. Five minutes later, on the way back by, they were still giggling.
The data entry supervisor stuck her head in. "You all sure are happy this morning!"
They just giggled at her. She looked at me. We both knew why.
Not everyone in America is giggling, or relieved, or feeling better this morning. But, here in Santa Cruz, most of us are.
Hard times are ahead. Our new leadership may or may not succeed in holding the nation together. But we do feel as if the next few years will be about pulling together as a nation, rather than pulling apart into angry factions.
And if we can do that, all things are possible. Oh, happy day.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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3 comments:
Oh happy day, indeed. Just out of curiosity and totally none of my business, where did you stand on Prop 8?
Fancy:
I voted no.
Now, please return the favor: tell me what piqued your curiousity.
I'm just curious about why people vote the way they do. If it is different than me, I want to understand what they are thinking. I happily supported my state, CT, formally legalizing same-sex marriage last week. The same day I posted about it, another friend turned me on to a new "movement" at MarriageForward.com. If you are interested, please check it out.
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