Sleepless

It's 3:45 and I can't sleep. I tossed and turned for awhile and eventually decided to come downstairs.

I wonder if the Obamas are asleep.

So many people, so much more eloquent than I, have written far more interesting and profound things about that seed of hope that is being nurtured and fanned in so many people in this country. I don't have much to add that will make a difference. But I need to say this.

For eight years, I have watched the government – my government, the one I was always taught was of, by and for the people – do everything in its power to divide the country into us and them.  For eight years I have listened – sometimes heartbroken and disheartened, as my fellow citizens have questioned my right to exist.

Well, I'm still here. This is my country too. It's not perfect, but neither am I. 

As I toss and turn tonight my prayer is that when history is written, January 20, 2009 will be remembered as a very good day. A day that something new was born.