To Sleep, Perchance to Talk to Sara

Okay. Life is tough and the days are long (as a parent you always feel this way) but, I have a new friend in the Dreamworld that has given me pause. Not paws...pause...as in held me up a step, taken me aback....Aback? Well, that means...oh, nevermind. Let's just say I have a new visitor in my dreams and what the hell is Sara Palin doing in there anyway? Why am I suddenly seeing our former governor? It is like having a old boyfriend you dumped because he was a stalker and one day you hear he is getting married and you break down and blubber like a fool, grieving over some idiot you never liked in the first place.

I like Sara Palin. There, I admit it. I like that she tried to be someone other than a politico robot. She said things, she meant them, and the system ate her for breakfast, buried the remains, then dug her up and ate her all over again.

I like the idea of a kick-ass homecoming queen who dared to be ignorant and only got madder the more people picked on her.

But, like most Alaskans, I have become a bit disillusioned with her and her methods. I like people with confidence and moxie, even when I don't agree with them and even when I think they are making a host of wrong decisions.

But she dumped me. Sent me a press conference, which is worse than a text message, to tell me we were quits. I didn't agree with her politics and expressed concern over her ethics issues, so she didn't want to be my governor anymore. I secretly think she is dating another constituent demographic, but I can't be sure.

She said it wasn't me, it was her. She said she needed a break and that we could still get together, and "Just Be Friends". I knew we were having troubles, but I just wanted to give it time and see what developed. I thought if she could mature a little, we could make it work. I was willing to give a little and see the world from her point of view. I just wanted her to crack a book once in awhile and take an online college course in world history.

But no, I turn on the tv and there she is, telling the WHOLE WORLD that she and I are through. I didn't hear a thing from her after that. Nothing. No press, no interviews, not even a tweet!

So, now I am going around telling everyone that I dumped her first. And that I never really liked her in the first place. But at night, I dream; and in that sleep, what dreams may come. The dreams that do arrive have me in a seat in a huge auditorium as my governor is making her way toward me, shaking hands, expressing her sincere commitment to be there for us and forge ahead.

I am dreaming of my old governor and wishing she still was.

Well, I'll be darned... I must have liked her more than I thought.