relief. excited. hopeful.

those are some of the words i keep hearing people say regarding obama's win.

i feel none of that. in fact, i feel pretty normal. you'd think i'd be bouncing off the walls or writing some ridiculous post saying "i told you so" or "i liked him first." please.

for me, this journey is most comparable to training for the half marathon. when i finished, i was glad to be done. overjoyed with the outcome. but it wasn't about that one day, that one morning. it wasn't about those two hours and twenty two minutes. it was about everything that came before. it was the countless hours and rearranging of my schedule to get a run in. the extra loads of laundry washed because of my lack of running gear and the way running sweat makes the rest of your laundry reek. it was two hundred miles logged. it was learning that i don't need music to run, instead, i could have countless vulnerable conversations with julie and make it to the end. and it was the spiritual encounters i had with God; learning more about creation and the way i was created.

and i believe it might be something similar for mr. obama. perhaps that's my narcissism kicking in, to think that barack and i have something in common, but really. i don't believe that yesterday was about the win for him. it was so much more, and all that came before. [cute rhyme, emily]

so. relieved, excited and hopeful are not something i feel. perhaps content and exhausted are better descriptors.