was at a friends place watching the television coverage until about 12:30am last night. They had a bunch of people over. Champagne bottles popped open, everyone screaming. A few of them decided to head out into the city to take part in the street-side celebrations that were springing up everywhere.
I stayed home.
What’s wrong with you? they asked. Secret McCain fan?
They didnt get it. They arent from the States, and for them, this was just a celebration. This was a lot more for me. I was just as happy as they were, maybe more so, but in a different way. It was pretty emotional for me… I just remembered watching the last two elections, and the disappointment I felt…and all the hard times we went through these last 8 years, with September 11th and the subsequent gloom and widespread anti-arab sentiment, and the wars that claimed the lives of friends or friends of friends, and the economic situation which caused many of my friends to lose their jobs and/or all their savings, and having to listen to the radio each morning to see if I still had a job that day…even if Obama hasn’t officially done anything as president yet, he’s already imbued me and countless others with a profound sense of hope that better times are ahead, and confidence in the belief that he has the wisdom, compassion, and courage to pursue ideals that appeal to the common man. For this alone, I am grateful. His speech was inspirational…I couldnt control the shivers, and some point, the tears.
A new journey begins…where will it take us? Where will we take ourselves?
I hope to have the courage to project this new-found sense of confidence and empowerment into something worthwhile in my life, and in the lives of others.