Monday, November 06, 2006

Election Eve Emotions

Right now, I am feeling so very grateful for all of the support - financial, emotional, and spiritual, as well as the physical work of all of the people who made this campaign possible. I don't have words to reflect what is in my heart. I am thinking of the lady who sent me $2.00 cash, a true widow's mite. I am thinking about the many truly honorable Republicans who not only supported me emotionally in my quest, but in practical ways with money and enormous amounts of time, especially my own "Band of Brothers" who served with me in defense of our country. I am thinking about the candidates like John Courage and David Van Os who took time from their own challeges to help this rookie learn the ropes. I am thinking of those hopeful Democrats who didn't know me from Adam, but trusted enough to send some fairly hefty checks. I am thinking of the supporters who helped me become a candidate by telling me to wear a tie (I took that advice) and to sign my name more legibly (I couldn't comply with that one). I am thinking of my sisters and brothers from the Stonewall Democrats who taught me what equality before the law really means. I am thinking of the "come here" couple who, just as Diane and I were getting overwhelmed, stepped in and started to manage my campaign, which meant stuffing a lot of envelopes as well as planning strategy. I am thinking of my sisters from the Kendall County Area Democratic Women, who literally paid my filing fee. I am thinking of Loretta, who helped me articulate my position on the environment. I am thinking of the many teachers who took their sleep time to meet with me early in the morning to talk about their vision for educating our children in Texas for the new millenium. I am thinking of my community of faith which expected nothing of me this last year, except to take their loving support and rest in their embrace on Sundays. I am thinking of all the bloggers out there in Left Blogistan who cheered me on whenever I wrote my un-spell-checked diaries. I am thinking of Carla Mercado who always was there with a check, a hug, and the willingness to do even the most dull and thankless work to help me get elected. I am thinking of my employers who gave me their permission to run for this office. I am thinking of COMM-D, who is holding down a full-time job, in graduate school, a mother of two, and who managed the communications for my campaign.

Even though I am sure I am not thinking of everybody who carried me through this last year, I do want to tell y'all that I am also thinking of Zada True-Courage, who got me into this in the first place. I am glad I did it, Zada. Thanks for asking.