Well did anybody else cry?

I cried. Knit. Then donated a little money. If I can buy a luxury skein of yarn then why can't I help Obama. So I won't buy yarn but I'll hope for Obama because I want something good, something different for my kids not to mention the world, than what I've been witnessing the last 8 years. I have neighbors that voted for Bush twice. A brother. How it could happen frightens me deeply. I could not help them see, but maybe Obama can? Can they see hope and despair now? I just threw $25 toward hope. I'll work again tomorrow, then maybe do it again. I don't think I can bring myself to watch the Republican convention, and I know it was all preaching to the choir here in a way, but I watched it just the same. I haven't felt such hope in my lifetime as a voter. Maybe my $25 will fight the swift-boat dust storm creators and disarm them. I don't know. But I cried tonight for the Republicans who are choosing Obama this time. For the end of the tax relief for the wealthy and for the end of the empty concept of trickle-down. For the end of policy protecting the greedy who are draining everything our forefathers and mothers worked for to help make companies successful in the first place. For gay people needing assurances for a good life with the same protections the rest of us have the chance to get. For all the things he said. For my kids.

And I knit Dave's sock. The So Square sock.