Our New President

Growing up in the DC area produces one of two types of people, best I can figure.  You either love politics, or hate it.  Personally I have been a part of the latter for my entire life, until now.  I was priviledge to be out of this coutry when we elected our new president (I did vote early though).  It was a special gift to be able to feel what others outside of this country felt about Obama and it was a good thing.  The US has many enemies, many that do not like us, and many that are agravated as to how we have impacted the world over the last many years.  Obama seems to bring a ray of hope to so many that the US will once again become a nation that positively impacts the world.

It has also been interesting to watch this election within the US.  I have friends who love and support Obama, and friends that seem to despise him.

I am sure of one thing though.  Even though all may not agree with his personal opinions on some topics he has brought a feeling of joy and hope to the world that has not existed in a long time.  I firmly believe that the president alone cannot repair our nation or take it to a higher level.  It is only when individuals are involved and believe that something more is possible, that something more can happen.  This election and inauguration have brought so many together, I hope and pray that we can continue to build on this feeling.

There is so much talk about a black man finally being the president, and I agree that is a wonderful thing.  But strangely I do not seem him as black.  He is just as much a white man as he is a black man.  His skin is simply a little darker in color.  And I beleive that somewhere in his upbringing his parents raised him to understand that he fits squarely among both sides of our population.  It is through him that the sides can disappear and we can just simply exist as Americans.

I was recently teaching in Germany and the feeling of disgrace over what Hitler did was almost palpable.  It is almost the same here in the US with our white history of slavery over the black population.  If we can rise beyond this, I believe we are a ray of hope for other nations that they too can heal their wounds.

Men and women will continue to fight and argue around the world.  That is unfortunatley part of the nature of being human.  But it is possible for us to agree to disagree on topics so that we can live in a peacful world.

May our new president show the world a way to accomplish that through his words and, more importantly, his actions.

Men… I wonder…

I am now 40 years old.  I have been married twice, and twice I have had the man who said that they loved me take so much from me.  I have lost so much in this last divorce.  I have almost nothing left, but what I do have is my health and my ability to work.  I have lost my retirement funds, I have lost my savings, I have lost almost all of my possessions, and yet still I have a pile of bills that are sky high.

I find it hard to explain how a man can walk away from the woman whom he has declared his love.  Yet that is what my husband did.  He left like a thief in the night taking everything I knew with him.  He left me with all of the bills and has yet to give me a dime to help cover them.

I have done so much in my lifetime.  So many wonderful accomplishments and yet I sit here in my very empty home wondering what day it will be that the bank or the courts will throw me out.  I have worked in a fish market, I have catered Cajun and Creole, I have taught networking and security around the world, I have ridden my bicycle from Fairbanks to Anchorage and from Minneapolis to Chicago, and yet I have no idea where I will be even next week.

I have come to the conclusion that marriage is an outdated custom that does not serve women in todays society, with few exceptions.  I will never marry again although that does not mean that I am not interested in a powerful life long commitment to a wonderful and loving partner.  Yet I have no idea where in the world I will find that man.  Is there someone out there for me?

I am strong willed, opinionated and almost never home.  Where do I find a man who can love me?  Over the last year I have found a wonderful man or two, but they are married.  Isn’t there some wonderful quote about all the good ones are taken….

Now What…

I received word from my realtor last week that it appears that the short sale on my house is going to go through.  Now what?  I am going to be homeless.  I have been working my way towards being homeless for some time now.  It sounds so bad in our culture to be ‘homeless’ but due to my lifes circumstances I have been working towards this by choice.  I have sold almost everything I can.  I have condensed my life to a 5×10 storage unit.  I am looking for a room with some friendly person/couple to stay in when I am not on travel (and I think I may have found that room).

But where will life take me next?