I'm sitting on my couch this morning watching coverage of
Inauguration Day and I'm crying. Anyone who knows me well knows that I'm not really a crier, but I don't think these are the last tears I will cry today. I was so proud of us, as a country, when we elected Barack Obama president. I love that people have so much hope for where he will take us.
I am holding my sleeping baby in my arms as I type this (super talented, I know) and talking to him about what a different world he's going to grow up in than the one his grandparents grew up in. They were born in a time where segregation was still legal and accepted in this country; Joseph was born less than two weeks after we elected our first black president.
I'm so excited to see what this new era will bring. I don't have any illusions that anything is going to change overnight, but the important thing is that people once again believe that things can be different. And you know what they say about the power of positive thinking . . .