a subset of derek

November 4th was an incredible day.  To call it a history-making day doesn’t seem to give it the props it deserves.

I saw a country, no, a world, rejoice because so many people united around a man with deep-reaching ideas that could change lives of everyone alive today.

President-elect Barack Hussein Obama.  Today was indeed a new day.  I feel whole yet humbled.

There are so many to thank.

I thank, first and foremost, God, for creating all of this.

I would also like to thank my ancestors who spoke against intolerance and hatred and those who aided them in their plight to guarantee decent rights for all people. There are too many to name and the struggle continues.

I would like to thank my family that are with us — like my great-grandma who, at 92 years young, cast a vote for president and those that aren’t, like my dad and great-granddad who would have loved this.

I would like to thank everyone who voted.  Whether it took you 2 minutes or 2 hours, thank you for exercising your right.  It doesn’t matter who you voted for, what matters is that you did…we did, more than in any other time in American history.  Let’s see if we can keep this going!

I would like to thank my Meet the Bloggers peeps: Joel, Will, Tim, Gloria, Roger, Carole, Ann, Melinda, Rob and George. I would like to thank Howard Fencl from WKYC and WKYC as a whole for being so hospitable.

More to thank soon..

I just came to a realization…I don’t have to rewrite War and Peace everytime I blog. I just have to write something of meaning, not short, not long, just meaningful.

I think that’s why so many bloggers experience burnout. The key? Write something little every day and, should I need to write something bigger, I think it may come out easier.

This is how people such as Jack can post for years straight. I ran into Jack again at the July Cleveland Blogger Meetup and he mentioned that he has been blogging for a couple of years every day. I realized, I hardly ever write. I always want to write these long pieces completely encapsulating my point of view. I don’t have to do that. I put too much pressure on myself.

This is why slow and steady wins the race…