Well...it's taken me all morning and a couple hours into the afternoon -- and a cup of black coffee and a decent run on some unfamiliar, cozy streets in my neighborhood -- to process what happened last night. Actually, I'm only beginning to process it....
Last night I watched the returns in the comfortable family room of a couple of friends, who date back to my youth, together with their lovely sixteen year old daughter, who I have known since birth. Also on my left was my thirteen year old daughter, eager and excited and full of the realization that she would remember where she was on this historic night. And holding my right hand through critical moments was BZ.
When Senator Obama gave his gorgeous, eloquent, brilliant speech (no bias in my adjectives!), I -- like most sane people around the country if not the world -- was in tears.
We have done it people. We have been given the chance to make our country great again. At one minute after nine (PST), one minute into the speech, my oldest son, (who had just texted me a photo of his student union, crowded with humanity), texted: "This is probably the first time I've seriously been patriotic...."
My fifteen year old son spontaneously created a shirt to wear to school on the first day of this new dawn. The front boasted: "Obama Yes We Can!" And the back had a detailed drawing of the American flag.
Ah yes...I return from my run with my head clear and happy and also fully cognizant that I still have all the same problems I had yesterday...but today, the world has hope....
Enjoy this moment...make it last...transmute it into something wonderful....
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