Where were you when Diana died? 9-11 happened? Obama became President?

I don't know the difference between a democrat or a republican. Which one is red? Which one is blue? Who are the good guys? The bad guys?
I haven't watched a single speech. I have not had a single opinion regarding the whole process.

I have been selfishly wrapped up in the angst of my own little world.

But tonight, at about 9 pm, when Max got back home from his walk, I called him into the family room.
"Hey, you should probably watch this," I said.
"Why?"
"I have a feeling this'll be one of those speeches that will be talked about for a few generations. History is being made here. Might as well be a part of it..."

So he sat on his couch, and I sat on mine and we watched Obama's speech in silence.
And I went from 0 to 60 in 3 minutes... I went from not caring and having no opinion to crying and having a bubbly feeling in my stomach.

And that surprised me.

A number of my younger facebook friends were quite strong in their statuses today as to who they would vote for (if they were American) - and I noted that when someone didn't agree, the comments were passionate. So, based on my Facebook observations this afternoon, I thought I'd be a McCain supporter without even knowing the issues.

So when it turned out that Obama won, I didn't feel anything. But by the time he finished his speech? I was all jello puddly. Not necessarily because of anything in particular that he said, but I got all wrapped up in the responses of those who supported him. The tears. The joy. The excitement. It was infectious and maybe that makes me shallow? I liked the way he treated his family. I loved the way he looked into his wife's eyes. Can he lead the country? Will he make good decisions? Is he capable? Is he a good guy? Would I agree with his policies? I don't know. I will pray for him though.

And, in the end, it turns out I do have an opinion about something; I didn't like his wife's dress at all.

Three things I'm thankful for:
1. I now have a two more ways to enter my garage - remote access and a touchpad. Yay.
2. I'm watching How To Look Good Naked for the first time while I'm typing this. Interessssting. I'm thankful there are other women out there with stomach issues.
3. I'm thankful I live on a continent where there are elections. And the freedom of choice.

Shalom,