After a week of democratic fervor, froth and frenzy; a week of endless pundit chatter, extraordinary speeches and historic nominations; and a week of way WAY too many cogs in my head spinning, churning and smoking away, I am left slightly short of breath. And as excited and energized as I feel after the DNC – honestly – I am left stressed out. For real. I am sitting here muttering and wringing my hands like a crazy woman.
What’s my problem?
Oh, Lordy. Well, I have just so much invested in this election. I have never wanted a candidate elected more in my entire life. There is so very much at stake and it’s freaking me out to care this much. And I know I am not the only one.
So what is my list of worries? Read along and see if yours are anything like mine. Here we go.
I am worried about the future of our supreme court justices.
I am worried about the future of this war and the lives of our military serving.
I am worried about my rights to choose.
I am worried about assuring equal rights for everyone.
I am worried discrimination of any kind has been acceptable for far too long.
I am worried about equal pay for equal work.
I am worried about our addiction to excess and stuff.
I am worried about how much less my house is worth.
I am worried about my outrageously expensive grocery bill.
I am worried about chocolate and tequila production prices going up yet again. (Didn’t you hear? Hershey’s chocolate costs were going up 11%! Damn this economy!)
I am worried that the average American family can’t afford to have one parent home with their children any longer.
I am worried Hillary supporters are going to dig in further and refuse to vote.
I am worried voters will choose their candidate based on race or gender ALONE.
I am worried Americans don’t look at themselves carefully enough.
I am worried we think more about ourselves and our own needs, than the needs of our society as a whole.
I am worried we are lazy and we won’t change old habits, focus on our environment, and break our addiction to oil.
I am worried Bush has permanently damaged our country.
I am worried this country has been dumbed down and can’t think outside the box.
I am worried we succumb too easily to fear mongering.
I am worried we have been at war for over 5 years and we are no safer from terrorism.
I am worried that Republicans and Democrats alike underestimate and make unfair assumptions about one another.
I am worried we really aren’t ready for change.
I am worried that no news is unbiased news and so I never know what the real news is.
I am worried my sons might be drafted into war someday.
I am worried the rest of the world hates our country more than it did before September 11th.
I am worried about my horrid health care plan: if one of us were to become seriously ill, we would be in extraordinary debt.
I am worried about affording college in 15 years.
I am worried about trying to get some paid work within the next year.
I am worried about tax cuts and how they have already affected our local school system, public universities, our local infrastructure, my local library and other public systems set up to assist us.
I am worried that the rich keep getting richer and the poor keep getting poorer.
I am worried about hate.
But I can’t forget Obama’s speech last night. I do believe their is some hope ahead *if* he is elected. And I’ve said this before, I know that even if he IS elected, he has one hell of a mess to untangle. But, there is hope. I will leave you with this last potion of his speech. (Please read his entire speech here.) I hope you find some hope in it as well.
America, we cannot turn back. Not with so much work to be done. Not with so many children to educate, and so many veterans to care for. Not with an economy to fix and cities to rebuild and farms to save. Not with so many families to protect and so many lives to mend. America, we cannot turn back. We cannot walk alone. At this moment, in this election, we must pledge once more to march into the future. Let us keep that promise – that American promise – and in the words of Scripture hold firmly, without wavering, to the hope that we confess.
Have a wonderful weekend, I am going to do my damnedest not too think so flipping hard and maybe even have a good stiff drink. (Probably not tequila, though… damn…)
(Oh and please note. Comments that might disagree with my politics or points of view are absolutely welcome. It’s cool. I love open, respectful discussion. It makes the world go round. However, if your comment is rude, it’s getting deleted. Enough said.)