I have been reading Kos for a few months now but never posted. I had a discussion with my son via email a while ago during the late night filibuster. He was telling me some of the speakers almost brought him to tears. I told him "I cry everyday".
I am a single parent. I have raised two wonderful sons. Today, I am the mother of an American soldier. He serves in one of the most elite forces in the United States Armed Forces. He is the third generation of my famly to serve in the U.S. Army. He is deployed at this time.
I am also the mother of another son who is employed today in a large American city raising funds for the DNC.
And I indeed cry every day.
I cry because the America I knew as a child no longer exists.
I cry because of the destruction of my beloved Gulf Coast and the desertion of my government and I wonder if this hurricane season it will happen to me.
I cry for my children and my grandchildren and the life I assumed was theirs as Americans.
I cry for the millions, my older son included, who do not have health care and must make do with what the "free" clinics offer.
I cry in shame, because I am relieved that each name of the fallen that is released in this war of lies is not that of my son.
I cry for every fallen soldier and his loved ones in this unending nightmare that appears to be the legacy of our children.
I cry for my grandaugher who does not know her father, and I pray she gets that chance.
I cry because I see the dedication of my children and others to making things right, to making this the America I always believed in, and it gives me hope.
And I pray we can succeed. For the first time in my life I am actively supporting a candidate. I have given money. This single mom has never been able to afford that. It's not a lot. But I've given. And I can work. I will do anything to fix this mess we're in, so my children and their children can have the America they are supposed to have.