I'm a little giddy. Tomorrow is a day that I never thought I would live to see. A day when someone other than a white man becomes president of the USA. Still a man, but a man who is both black and white. In many ways symbolic of our country. A melting pot himself. I know what an overwhelming job awaits him and I have no idea how any man can fix the mess we are in, but I am hopeful. I am proud. I am delighted that my children and grandchildren can watch this happen tomorrow. That they can see someone who looks like them move into the White House. I'm delighted to see my father's happiness over this day. He makes me smile each time he speaks of it. His voice is full of emotion and I can feel his hope, his feeling of being a part of this history. His amazement that he lived just long enough. I watch my grandson, with the biggest grin on his face, as he shows me his Obama hat. He's 9 and I am enjoying watching him become aware of government issues and lately learning about historic racial issues too. He's growing up and in a way, our country is growing up too. I hope we can all join together tomorrow, working and praying for the changes we all need. I hope you can feel a little giddy with me. It's been a long time coming.



