It is a morning of gratitude.
We made a fire last night and lit candles and had heat. Heat is wonderful. Not too much, of course, but there is a certain amount that is restful and stimulating.
There is an advertising section in the Wall Street Journal for the HDTV. It shows a picture of the family gathered in front of a TV displaying a fire. The family holds marshmallows on sticks. The ad proclaims, "High-Definition TV is the digital fireplace - the new focal point of your living room or family room. While the warmth of a crackling fire has undeniable charm, HDTVs promise to entertain you and your family all year long, in increasingly varied ways."
One might ask how a TV can make a promise, but you get the gist.
Having spent the last four days watching and listening to a "real" fire, I know that nothing equals that.
Hillary Clinton's display of emotion yesterday seems to invoke a great deal of comment. I watched it and felt it. This woman wants more than anything to be the first woman president. I haven't yet decided how I will vote, but I do believe this woman cares and feels she would make a difference. I don't yet understand why Kucinich was kept out of the ABC debates. I can't follow it all, and I was happy that Hillary let us feel the challenge of running for office. I felt it in my heart. I know hers was moist and soft. I don't know how I will vote, but I am grateful to feel what the candidates go through in seeking this office. It takes a courageous heart.