Yesterday my daughter voted with her Dad. She noticed my sticker last night and she asked if I voted "for the lady" too. Today, I anticipate having to explain why "the lady" didn't win. What my anger wants to say and what I will say are two different things. It hurts but my heart knows better. It's funny, I've been talking to her a lot about good sportsmanship lately. And today, I'm put to the test. Today I'm gonna tell her I love her and no "the lady" didn't win. That sometimes we don't win. Sometimes we have to go through what we think is a bad thing to ultimately appreciate what the good things are. That it's important that we continue to stand up for what we believe in when others might not feel the same way. That it's important to have compassion and empathy for others. That it's important to move forward. That the government, like life, is a constantly changing entity that needs our nurturing, our participation. I'm gonna tell her there will be another "lady" one day. The world is only as good as we make it. That having "hope" is what the "lady" would want us to have.
Have you ever watched those TV Game shows where they have a couple of doors and behind one is a grand prize? Well, this weekend the hub and I found out what was behind our Door #1. The hubby and I are starting the beginning phases of landscaping our backyard. Our first step, was to clean out the area behind our garage. When we moved in, there was about 2 feet of walking space behind our garage the rest of the area was covered in vines. Vines were growing on the roof and generally it was a mess. Not wanting the vines to take over the roof, we I started to clear out the vines last fall. But after we cut a million vines with only a pair of clippers we gave up and decided to clean out the rest in the spring. Spring came around and we didn't do much until one day when I was sick a few weeks ago, I ran into our gardener. I showed him the mess and asked if he knew of anyone who could come clean it out. I could tell he was actually, quite happy for me to broach the subject of
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