Watching History Being Made

I am still having trouble believing that we actually have an African-American for President. I can hardly describe my feelings as I continually feel the tears of joy as I watch the inauguration, the parade, the review of the parade, etc. I can only imagine how Black Americans feel. His election is not only important because he is Black, but also because his presidency hopefully marks a change in policy and a new era for the United States. I am bursting with joy!

Late night/Early Morning posts

It is obvious that writing while half asleep leads to poor spelling and grammar. After I went to bed, I had a nightmare about someone in the house with us, trying to get to me. Even the police setting up around the house didn't keep the man out. I woke up abruptly and tried to find the lights but there were none and BH couldn't find them, at which point I realized the nightmare wasn't over. I don't remember waking up from it, but I do remember being completely disturbed by the whole thing and not being able to sleep again. I am happy that they are fewer and farther between than they used to be. Only one day left to vacation, then back to the grind for all of us.

Glimmer of understanding

Tonight i almost understood that others might care if I were gone. I was thinking about how I would want my funeral to go and I just thought how my choice of music might affect my family. Whild I am not considering suicide, my priest said it is good to have have a plan in place so others don't have difficult choices to make at a time when they don't need to. Well, I am really tirede so I am heading back to bed. Good night.