Funny, I was not nervous on election night ‘16: I started off gloomy, resigned to the “fact” that Hillary was going to win and win big. After all, EVERYONE said so (ha). Then, very slowly, almost imperceptibly, a tiny ray of hope began to shine, which gradually grew into a beam of light and then emerged like the rising sun, finally followed by a blinding flash of lightning that lit up the whole world. So, I went from one end of the spectrum to the other. I guess there was a period of nerves when it was getting closer and closer that he might not quite make it.
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I was crying...why? I thought I was alone.
We have been so marginalized and alone.
FR has been a god-send.
To know that there were so many of us, who could think outside the box and see something good in this flawed man.
To see that he had what was so badly needed: Courage.
I cannot eat much popcorn anymore-—ge has taken that away.
I plan on starting a 7 quart crockpot of chili on Saturday & simmering it until Tuesday night. Will make copious amounts of garlic French to go along with it to watch election returns on 11-6. Extra will go into the freezer.
Hugs to you, my FRiend.
You are not alone.
Well,
If you ever feel that alone again, I live in South /Central Maine.
Drop me a Freepmail and we’ll do lunch or something fun like that!