I haven’t voiced my two cents yet about this recent and historical presidential election.  I am amazed at the outcome and I am totally excited.  I supported Obama and Biden, and while many upon many around me did not, and made that clear to me in their own way… I did.  I do.  And I will.  I am excited for the millions upon millions of people who were inspired by HOPE.  Various people had different reasons as to why they either did or did not, and I have several reasons why I did support him, instead of McCain.  I won’t go into that here, but rest assured, I thought about it quite extensively, as well as prayed  about it.  Some of my friends have strong feelings against Obama, but I do not share their views.  And likewise, some friends seemed to have strong feelings towards McCain/Palin, but I did not share their views.  I saw many perspectives, and realized there were many ways to view the options and that it depended on what lenses you wanted to see with.   My brother said it well in that, “there are plusses and minusses with all things… that definately applies to this presidential election, no matter who one is choosing.” The outcome is exciting… the opportunities are vast, and Obama is on a large stage with a huge responsibility to meet.

Anyway, in the words of Forrest Gump, that is all I have to say about that.

On other fronts… the cleaning was a success.  I filled the trunk of my car, and my kids went through their toys, and we happily drove to the thrift store and donated a ton of things.  I am delighted, and lightened.  A wise and wonderful friend emailed me tonight with some great insights over how to peer into the thoughts of our stuff and to dismantle them.  Thank you for your note Jan.  Full of heart and perspective.

I believe it has to become a lifestyle of sorts… I have to reach a point where daily I am living this way, of not putting of the small decisions until a later time… in favor of tackling things as they come.  I don’t need to keep every card my dear uncle writes me… I don’t need to keep every drawing and homework item the kids have done since they picked up their pen.  If anything, this procrastination of making a decision somehow makes the drawings themselves be what I get burdened by… and I definitely do not want that!  My precious babies would not want that.

Learning as I go… day by day.  Exploring the parts of me that make me me, an deconstructing the things that do not serve me or my family with the desire to discard them… to set them free… to let them hatch into something of their own, on their own, without me being a part of them.  Yes… this is what I seek.  Fly, be free my weights… thank you for trying to teach me, albiet the hard way… I’m sure I will need to relearn this lesson, but let us hope that this is lasting.