A spiritual journey through divorce, meditation, dance and a new life
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Dear Barack
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. Your address today about creating jobs and basically overhauling the government makes me want to weep with joy. How did we survive these eight long years of darkness? Okay, granted, you're not Superman or Spiderman or any super hero, but you're on the right track.
My beagle Lucy (see above) would have been a better President than Bush. (I would have been telling her what to do.)
I am so grateful. Forty-five more days till Obama takes office. Hallelujah.
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