Yesterday I had so much to say but didn't know where to start.
I wanted to say how proud I am of the American people in the brave choice they made in their new President. What a beacon of Hope. He has been put upon a high pedestal and we can only hope... hope he has wide shoulders!
I popped over to Fhina at her blog as I noticed she had just updated with a new post. She has succinctly written just about everything I coulda, woulda, shoulda but just have felt so overwhelmed by yesterday, and my current S.A. D. tinged mindset that I knew I couldn't dig deep enough to find the right words to do justice for a post. But Fhina's post reinflated me and I started to waffle away in her comments box.
BTW....Does anyone else find this happens, you start to write something quite innocuous and then type enough words to pad out a not so short story, which appears before your very eyes!
I think the word Hope just about covers my thoughts of yesterday's historic day. It is such a small word but the message is HUGE! I think it's probably the most important word in the world. Without hope what is there?
It's the one emotion I don't think I could be without.