Obama

I will be wearing pearls tomorrow in honor of Michelle Obama, the first African American woman to be First Lady. Well not so much in honor of her but as a symbol all the other African American women I know who are out there and quietly enduring what society so unkindly dishes out. The first on my list is Dorothy. Dorothy put aside any reticence she might have had gathered from her 70 years of experience in this world and made me feel like a niece. She encouraged me during the difficult days and laughed with me whenever we could.

I could list them all one by one but that would sell them all short. I saw their anger and their hurt as they saw their children suffered the ignorance of other adults. As their children suffered they sought to find the best path to a better day and explained that the words and actions belonged not to them but to the speakers and doers and then heaped words of love into the air to fall like a balm into their children's hearts.

Obama embodies the future for me, black and white, all sides of the coin like a beautiful marble rolling into the ring. and hopefully everyone will aspire to take him home at the end of the day. Who knows if he will solve the problems facing the nation, so much will depend on factors outside his control but if he can inspire us all to want less and give more maybe tomorrow will be better than yesterday.

Later....

I have listened the inauguration ceremony and wished that the prayers could have been more inclusive but I am glad we listened, maybe the pray-ers will listen to us in return. I listened to the speech and felt glad that I had heard the first non white President accept the job. I heard him ask me to complain less and give more and I thought, "I can do that". As this traveller is having to stay put for a while I will see first hand if the new President will put a stop to the insider pilfering and the disregard for proper financial conduct. All I ask is for him to govern from the top down and keep an eye on his henchmen.