What Were You Doing When…
Barack Obama was declared President Elect?
That is the question of my lifetime.
Previously, it had been, “What were you doing when you found out planes were crashed into the World Trade Center?”
And now, with Barack Obama as our next President, history is being made.
I used to be a party girl. And I guess, I still am at heart. One of the first thoughts I had when I heard the results of the election was how it was going to be the bar night of the century. I thought of the energy of hundreds of people celebrating and crying in happiness, crowding around cars to hear snips of Obama’s speech blare through the speakers.
I thought about how I was at home, my 15-month-old son sleeping and dreaming away. It was very quiet and calm in our home, his father away on business. I could hear the shouting and cheering outside, I heard fireworks explode. I longed to be out celebrating with everyone. I even contemplated taking my son for a victory walk through the downtown streets so he could experience this time in our nation’s history. So he could experience this time in the history of his heritage.
Instead, I kissed his forehead, and let him rest. I walked outside and stood on our lawn, looking down the street. My celebration was within my home, within my heart. My son is beginning his life in a time of change and hope.
Those Obama beers will be bought on his inauguration. Compromise!
