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First Wendy Davis shows our country what it means to be a total badass. And I was on the brink of tears as I explained to Sunny this morning that one brave, brilliant woman stood up and did something remarkable for all women (and people) yesterday. And that we don’t need superheros when we have people like Wendy demonstrating that human beings have the power to stand and talk without food or a potty break for 13 hours while protecting something they believe in. Sunny agreed that she did sound like a superhero (I assume mostly because of the no potty statement – because, damn, I agree – and I’m going to hold off on my diatribe about the kindergarden-esque “rules” for how a filibuster works because, what the fuck?) but regardless, I was so moved to be able to share Wendy’s heroic story with my own children, a reminder that one person has the power to do quite a lot. That we all can and must be active players in the political process. She inspired many to do just that last night.

And now DOMA and Prop 8 are trashed.

I’m just sitting at my desk, weeping. America, you surprise me sometimes.

I was prepared to be disappointed. I was prepared to be frustrated.

And now I’m just brimming with all that hopey changey goodness that creeps in every once and awhile, and I delight in what this means for my daughters, for their peers, for the next generation that will be a part of a country, still imperfect, but making strides toward something better.

ALL THE FEELINGS!

I’m cyber-open-mouthed kissing everyone, seeing rainbows, and rocking my pink kicks with pride.