Obama

There was a distinct vibe on November 4th. The air filled with possibility and hope. Something was brewing. Everyone (I knew) was out voting or had voted. I voted absentee for Florida. I felt that it should have been a national holiday. National Voting Day! I watched the moment unfold from the comfort of my living room. Didn't want to miss any of the results. I flipped back-and-forth between CNN and ABC. The campaign trails were woven into a short tale. This is the first time I'd ever been this involved from the beginning: countless newscasts, online stories , debates (both parties), conventions, and the now - the big night. Red states lit up and then blue, more polls closed, electoral votes counted. People gathered. Crowds of supporters in every great state. New York City's Time Square resembled New Years Eve. It happened so quickly...I had gotten up to pour a glass of wine and then I heard Charles Gibson say, "It's official, Barack Obama is our 44th president." I turned the volume up on the TV, I smiled big, I heard him say it again - Barack Obama is our new president. I heard people cheering from the street and car horns blowing. I jumped in place! I cheered! Obama! I smiled bigger. I text my family and friends. I called my mother. It felt surreal. It felt good. It was happy, proud, relieved and historic all rolled into one moment.