by Joyce Richie

Created on: December 10, 2008

When I first read the title to this article I have to admit the first thoughts that came to mind were all pessimistic.Visions of economic collapse, no jobs, people starving. Which is odd because in reality these have been problems all over the world for quite some time, but it's been so distant from home my rose colored glasses hadn't been darkened.Now that they're on the threshold of my doorstep I find myself asking is everyone in America finally opening their eyes along with me?Are we going to take back our country from the 'good ole boys ' and make our dollar stand for something? Or will we cower down and eat their lies with a smile on our face.

I haven't lost hope yet.Our recent election has shown me (and hopefully most Americans ) that change isn't something that's out of reach, and that we as a people are completely fed up with being lied to as if our so called leaders have no accountability.We demand answers! . I doubt I'm alone when I say there have been times when I've been ashamed of actions taken by our government that we as a people are credited with. I'm very proud that people saw beyond color for once and decided to take the road less traveled rather than stick with the replica of every other rich old white guy we've had in office.

I can only hope that we've not let the situation go too far.That there will still be options available for our children and their children to get an education beyond high school.To have social security.To be able to work a full time job and actually be able to pay ALL of their bills with that paycheck, not just squeak by. To take out a mortgage for a home with confidence, knowing their employment is secure. To have health insurance that doesn't consume half of the paycheck before they even get their hands on it. To not live payday to payday, scraping the bottom of the barrel to just get a few groceries.

If every sacrifice I make today and now would ensure the future of my child and yours I would gladly give up everything. To have that faith for my daughter would mean more to me than I can express. By losing that sense of security I feel violated and worthless, as if my daily efforts are for nothing. Which needless to say, makes it alot more difficult to keep plugging in the hours at work.

What I wouldn't give to feel inspired, hopeful, or at least be able to see a light at the end of the tunnel. I fear for my child. I fear for yours.

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