No facts here. No stats. No links, no pics or fancy YouTube embeds. Just chocolate cake and lots of tears.
When my stomache hurts I eat chocolate cake. I am sure there are many reasons, known and unknown, why I do this. All I know, for sure, is that when my stomache is full of angst and worry, chocolate cake does the job.
Then there are the tears. Tears of joy, angst and rage. I have cried more in this last couple of months than I ever have before. I have cried for the IGTNT diaries, stories of hunger, genocide and despair. I have cried tears of joy for each diary on Kos jam packed full of beautiful campaign pictures. So much emotion. So much accomplishment.
This has been one of the longest weeks in my lifetime. Longer than the final weeks before I gave birth. Longer than those Christmas Eves at five years old when I couldn't sleep waiting for Santa. Longer than those nights when my daughters were out later than they should have been and I paced the floors waiting for their safe return.
Tonight I watched Senator Obama speak in Manassas, VA...his final campaign speech. I ate some chocolate cake and shed a few more tears.
This incredible man has accomplished so much for all of us. He stood on that stage in Virginia, tonight, after having received gut wrenching news about his "Toot." He stood there with such resiliance and courage that how could anyone not cry?
I am so very proud of Obama and the campaign he has run. I am proud of the staffers and other volunteers I have met in his local offices in Albuquerque.
And I am really proud of my fellow Kossacks. We have taken the high roads this past two years. This virtual community has been my refuge. Our refuge. I don't know what I would have done without the Kos community.
Thanks, from the bottom of my heart, to each of you who has been a part of this journey.
I can't wait to shed tears of joy tomorrow night with all of you.
Si, se puede.