Life has a way of reminding us of what's important.
I came to dKos today and scrolled through the diaries list. I have my list set to 50 but it was
Hillary
Obama
Hillary
Obama
Obama
Hillary
Hillary
Obama
all the way down. I even ventured into one, only to back out hastily when I found little of value there.
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A few hours later, my husband tells me that a friend of ours just got terrible news. He just found out that his child has cancer. We're pretty sure they have insurance but even so, it's devastating news. With a flurry of calls and emails, our network of people becomes a network of compassion, offering incredible things in the hope that this child of a man most of them have never even met will get better and be able to grow up.
No politician really gives me this kind of hope, not like these kind hearted everyday people do. What can they really do after all? Politicians have all sorts of opposing forces fighting against them, and even if they succeed, there is no guarantee that the reforms they implement will have an effect on normal people like us, or a positive one at that. It's this child that is important, not imaginary accusations of racism and sexism. Not even Daily Kos is all that important. Especially lately, my life has been much better when I'm not here. I drop in sometimes, to show solidarity with my friends here, to try to dig up a little of the hopefulness I once felt in abundance here, but the petty squabbling has become almost too overpowering. It's people like the ones who are helping my friend - who show such kindness in the face of great pain, directly and without question - that give me hope.