OBAMA will become our next President...at some point later tonight, he will stand amidst half a million people in Chicago and become President-elect...Yet it happened as I sat at the computer looking out at the lights below me that I felt tears well up in my eyes...
I remembered being in atlantic city, nj with dad, at the slot machines on Election Night...and Jennifer would page me with Mr. Clinton's electoral votes...but I was there with Dad...and we shared conversation and time together...
I miss them tonight, but Especially Dad...but also my mother who died recently... I missed hearing the phone ring, or dialing up his number and would discuss the results, or I could picture him at his computer rattling off emails to me, and I would write back...at least eight or more times we would talk...
Yes I talked with Heather and Jennifer, and my brother Philip...and I was glad that they called...but I must be honest as I sat here alone in my apt. watching the returns, that my best friend, dad, and my mother weren't going to email or call...and I wept because it was on such a night as this one, a historic night that I always shall remember...and I know how grateful I am that both mother and dad, raised us to see people as people...and not as colors, or sizes...Maybe I was just feeling sorry for myself...but my tears were of the emptiness that I feel every once in a while that I can't talk to them one more time...
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Dad, you share the sadness with Barack Obama....for his family members who didn't live to see this most historic of days. It is not easy, but somehow their energy can b found in the change that is upon us. How exciting this is and will be--but the highs don't feel quite as high and the lows feel much too low after someone you love has died. Thinking of you....
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