Apologies, I guess, for this lands on the side of the political. But it really is so much more.
Yesterday really ripped me up. Watching John Edwards drop out of the race was another of those affect-me-more-than-I-thought-it-possibly-could moments. You see, it's a two point thing. Point One: My husband adored John Edwards. I found out after his death (god it's killing me to post that still...he can't really be gone)that he had become quite the active little politico. Many donations had been made. I found this out from logging into his email (it broke me to find out his login was my full name). When we met he was a Libertarian. My love of all things Howard Dean broke him and he actually started attending events and campaigning. I have been, in the past, very active. That's over now. My husband actually converted diehard, one issue voters into Edwards supporters. And now we are left with candidates who will not carry a nation (in my opinion). The death of Edwards campaign almost walks hand in hand with the loss of my husband. He would be so disappointed.
Point Two: I love Elizabeth Edwards. She is my "girl crush" (well, so is Tyra, but I'm a little upset with her after last ANTM so...) I actually wished Elizabeth would consider a run. Here is an accomplished woman and mother. I mean, who would have thought that, given the Dr. Laura mentality of so many. When she was diagnosed with breast cancer, and fought it publically and with such grace, I fell more in love. When it came back my heart broke. When John Edwards quit the race my first thoughts were of her...and my hope that she is well and that his decision had nothing to do with her health. But he looked a bit broken, and I've never seen him have trouble speaking. And I heard a trembling in his voice that was never there before. And I thought of them both, and how I hope and wish and send all the vibes in the world that he will not have to join so many of us on this young widowhood journey. And that the world is not about to lose a woman who would have made a wonderful first lady-embodying true class, grit, grace and illustrating that motherhood and career are, indeed, possible. Elizabeth, be well. Please be well.
***on the plus side I recently found out I fit into a skirt that I've held onto since high school. On the negative side, I would not recommend this "diet" to anyone.