I find myself speechless, in awe of what has happened in my country this week. History was written, hope was rewarded and courage restored. We, the people, can look each other in the eye once again and relate to our neighbors and strangers alike. We can have conversations with people outside our country and be proud without defending our people without defending the atrocities done by our Government, a Government we DID NOT ELECT. In the past few days I have cried eight years worth of tears…tears for the democracy and liberty we had stolen from us, tears for the forced alienation from one another, convinced we were too different we simply drifted alone, tears for the loss of all we were taught to aspire for and work towards.
In the past eight years I have been shackled in a fear-driven silent withdrawal. Constantly reminded of the ridiculousness of it all through not-so-subtle innuendos about a lack of patriotism for those of us who had mindfully dissented against the tyranny of the Bush Administration. And after so many years, I must admit, I felt broken … incapable of making change. I grew weary of defending myself and my point-of-view. I continued to speak against torture, against warrantless spying, against the injustices and the loss of liberty but I started to believe there was no going back, I started to lose hope. I was afraid to hope.
Barack Obama gave me and others the right to hope that we can reverse the damage done to our Democracry, to the Constitution. Barack Obama restored our courage to have hope. This is our moment. We believed, we had hope and it paid off. Here’s to hoping the next four years we see some of the damages and neglect tended to in a way that restores our international and domestic legitimacy. Here’s to hoping we can stand tall next to one another and work our way towards a brighter future for our children and our children’s children. Three cheers for hope!
I missed you. I missed me. I feel as if a part of me has returned home after a long absence. I am bewildered and excited but I fumble the words in awkward earnest. I am grateful. I am hopeful. I am humbled. And I am ready to march forward together to restore this country to its greatness.