Yesterday mended my heart as many times as it was broken.
Yesterday had me riding emotional roller-coasters.
Yesterday showed me the goodness of your hearts and souls.
Yesterday had me in tears and applauding.
Yesterday we shared our anguish.
Yesterday you gave me hope.
What would I have done without this community called dailykos yesterday?
What would I have done without all the thoughtful or ranting diaries that gave voice to ALL my conflicted feelings?
What would I have done without the poems and pictures that touched my soul?
What would I have done without all the action and resource diaries in the proceeding days that made it easy to send my disgust of the MSM and corporate manipulations, in all its varied permutations, far and wide?
What would I have done without a place to share prayers and light candles to honor the dead?
What would I have done without the opportunity to send congratulations and birthday wishes to the founder of this site, who in his wisdom, has let it grow far beyond the original mission statement and thus gathered we who are so ready to fight to take back our country, but need to play and connect on other levels too?
What would I have done in the middle of the night, when sleep would not find me, that I found comfort in reading all the answers in the 'where were you' diaries?
I had thought that I wanted to spend the day huddled under covers wishing for time to speed by.
I had thought that I would want to do just about anything to keep my mind from thinking about the horror of that day and the way it has been twisted and abused in the minds of petty men.
I had thought about sinking my nose in a book to run away to a fictional land.
But I didn't.
And I was rewarded with one of the finest days in my life.
I was rewarded with the gifts of the thousands of voices that inhabit this site.
I was rewarded with the wisdom of some of the finest minds I have ever heard.
I was rewarded with the company of some of the kindest hearts I have ever known.
I was rewarded with the energy of youth, our future, that in their passion have mobilized to pick up the banner of truth.
I was rewarded over and over again.
We came together to share our grief.
We held hands in solidarity.
We rubbed backs aching with grief.
We wiped tears of rage and sorrow.
We hugged shoulders in consolation.
We came together in the best ways possible.
It was solemn,
It was uplifting.
It was joyous.
So thank you, thank you ALL so very much for a day well lived, for a day I shall never forget.
Cronsense