With glasses of wine in hand and eyes on the TV, five women gathered in the living room of a typical Seattle craftsman bungalow home and waited for the results of the election to come in. Nerves — in the form of jittery and uneasy behavior, laughter, occasional outbursts, and sometimes silence — in someway or another made it’s way across the room while they anticipated the news. Each of them carrying a common hope to see the man they all voted for in 2008 be re-elected.
Hours into the coverage a flash appeared on the screen: President Barack Obama – Elected President of the United States.
Anxiety and uncertainty that once filled the air was replaced with elation and excitement as they jumped to their feet, screaming, laughing, and finally — breathing.
Champagne bottles popped and a toast was made: To President Barack Obama!
I was so happy to be one of those five in the room. I was happy to walk down to the bar and continue the celebration among many other Obama supporters, woo-ing, hooting, hollering and cheering him on as we watched his opponent concede and listened to his second victory speech. I was happy to skip down the streets and shout out in support with close friends and even honking cars with drivers expressing victory out their windows. It was a good night.
I am happy and proud to have Obama as my president for four more years, and because of that pride I am wasting no time in writing this — hours after my usual bedtime, and hours before I must wake up.
Here’s to four more years with a man who has always been real and honest about the challenges we face and what we need to do: Let’s go, President Obama!