Every Year Is the Best Year Ever

Do you all ever say that? This was my best year ever? Or, this year went by fast? Or, this year was tough?

Ummm...my point is...this was my best year ever, but I'm certain I say that every year. I guess it's a good thing. I guess.

Yes, we've arrived in an economic crisis and we've witnessed the earth making some strange moves in 2008.

But we've also seen this country come together in ways that we thought would only amount to a dream by Dr. Martin Luther King. A dream that would-you know...kinda happen.

Sure segregation is no longer an obvious component of the United States of America (although the black side of town still exists in most cities...the black mall...the hang-out in the city where only white people go). These are all cliches' that I'm by no means endorsing, just the truth.

Umm...back to Dr. King. Sure, we are granted all of the freedoms that the Constitution promises. But before President Obama arrived, you have to be honest...we were not a UNITED States of America. Still aren't completely.

But I can't stop the giggles inside that arise when I'm in a room with the most random group of people, whom I'd never imagined sharing jokes with and sharing stories about Obama.

I am absolutely hysterical inside when I observe the ego-revealing this campaign has allowed. The deal with this campaign is that it has allowed any and everyone to create an Obama Organization...so, if I wanted to create an Oklahoma-born, TSU graduate, People who just don't get exhausted For Obama Group...I could of.

At the same time, the strategy behind the "everyone can be a leader campaign," proved to be super clever. Time Magazine described Obama's campaign as one that put trust and confidence in everyday people. While other campaign's kept their data to certain "privileged," individuals-the Obama campaign would entrust anyone with a desire for change with information that could have very well been used in a harmful way.

But the winning element here is...trust.

Obama trusted that our hearts were in it, and we trusted that he would deliver.

And while I often found myself frustrated because I'd never been so passionate about politics and could not understand why all of my peers weren't equally passionate...I have now come off of that high, and realize that no one is obligated to do anything.

If you're just not moved to get involved...then you shouldn't force yourself to (or be guilted into it by a certain, obnoxious, super-hyper young lady:).

During the campaign I forgot what it's like to be unmotivated. I forgot how great it feels to sleep in on Saturdays and neglect my blackberry for a couple of hours, and HA! take care of myself...

And I have to say, I put in a lot of time...but the whole country did. There was a young, energized, optimistic girl like me in every city in the world. Actually, hundreds in each city.

I admire every person who volunteered, every person who wore the t-shirts, every person who put the bumper sticker on their car, and every person who kept the dialogue going about how awesome it would be when Obama wins the election.

Umm...so, besides my experience in the campaign...this year was my best year ever because I'm closer to reaching that place in life where my purpose is revealed. That statement deserves an explanation...but to avoid writing a post within a post...I will say that I've arrived at a place in my life where it's easy for me to distinguish my likes and dislikes and not feel bad about only being involved with things that I just don't like (this revelation can and has been applied to people as well).

I learned something at church that is simple and applicable, "God in front, the world behind." Which to me, is translated to mean...the things of this world can't possibly be my focus if I hope to live in my true purpose.

And, I've fallen in love with my best friend...again. It's beautiful, he's the most spontaneous person in the world...and he reveals his soul when you least expect it.

And, I'm learning to respect my money! Thanks to Suze Orman.

And, my friends and family are still ROCKSTARS!

And, my mother is still dancing...I'm starting to dance just like her...I can't wait to write a book about her and the dances we share...