After weeks of wait, it finally arrived!
My Obama/Biden bumper sticker arrived in the mail today and I was giddy with happiness. Mind you it was not even the "official" bumper sticker. That one seemed to be always unavailable when I did my online donations. The one I got was the free one.
Beautiful I thought, and ran outside to clean the window of my Jeep.
I requested the help of my teenage daughter and together we pondered where was the best location for it. Since this was my very first bumper sticker I bestowed the honor of applying to my SUV, I moved it to several locations before settling on the perfect spot. I stood back and admired as if I was admiring a work of art.
A few minutes later I got behind the wheels and drove to the store. I felt happy and hopeful, almost like the feeling you get when you drive your brand new car out of the lot. Silly? Absolutely.
You see? I live in Arizona. McCain's territory, and for many years have been surrounded by Republicans. Nothing wrong with that I know, but this year, being surrounded by McCain supporters is especially hard. Hard to talk with close friends that still hold on to their party's ideal. Hard to listen to the Republican spin and the double standards they seem to feed the gullible population. Hard to see so clearly that the change our country needs cannot come from a men so out of touch with its majority.
Shaking my head as I drove I felt like a piece of the puzzle. Needed and an integral part of the picture. I wanted all to see the blue and red bumper sticker; I wanted the world to know I had a voice.
I enjoyed the feeling and tried to remember when was the last time that our country came together as a family, and everyone felt so hopeful and empowered. When was the last time I felt like this? After September 11 surely is the only time I can remember. But that was different, those feelings were a reaction to an evil attack performed on powerless people, this feeling was bigger, cleaner, more complex and powerful.
This is what hope feels like, I thought. Contagious, vulnerable, powerful, enveloping and gripping.
I parked my car in a parking lot full of cars with no voice and went in the store. While I shopped a terrible thought crossed my mind, what if someone stole my bumper sticker or worse yet vandalized my car? What if the people I saw at those rallies shouting "kill him" were where I was, would those people inflict harm on me? Would they see me as an enemy? For a moment the fear that someone would commit a drastic action because they disagreed with another's choice brought a cloud to my perfect outing.
I shook my head as if to shake away those dark feelings and made my way
outside, where my car and shinny bumper sticker waited for me. I looked at it and let that great feeling envelop me again more positive than ever that all I could do was spread the word so hope could prevail.
I drove back home after my errand only to find the Obama/Biden shirt sitting in my mailbox. With a smile plastered on my face I happily knew that tomorrow I would wear it with pride! Tomorrow the future looked brighter…
Tags: america, biden, elections, hope, integrity, new, obama
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