Today, I am thankful for this political season.
In this extraordinary political season, richly infused with Senator Barack Obama's messages of empowerment, I refuse to sit idly at home and merely watch the election spectacle unfold around me. No, this year, I need to be in the arena, in the fight. I need to live my credo: that every little bit helps, that one person can make a difference. Fired up. Ready to go.
So, tonight, S and I attend a meeting for local Democratic candidates and people who want to work on campaigns. We fall into the latter group.
I sip my glass of red wine and interview several candidates. After a few conversations, I realize that most of these people are running their first political campaigns and need lots of help with the basics: elevator speech, marketing messages, fundraising strategies. I think I can help.
I decide that it's in my best interest to work for someone for whom I can vote - the State representative or senate candidate. Others, including people I already know, want me to join their teams. But, I live outside their districts and can't vote for them. S wants to work for the person running for the Congressional seat.
It's only March. November seems a long way off. But, in an election year, a candidate's work continues 24x7. No rest for the wicked or the worthy.
I'm still looking for my place in the political mayhem. When I find it, I hope I can make a difference.
Yes, we can. Yes, we can.
For this blessing, I am grateful.