Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Our First Family

I can imagine the ghost of some old white-wigged president playing hide-n-seek with Sasha. I can imagine the ghost of his wife, reaching out to pat those children, sighing with frustration that she can't hold them in her spectral arms. I can imagine Malia growing up, those long legs getting longer and longer, that beautiful face becoming a woman's face.
I can see Michele, welcoming foreign dignitaries with that grace she holds in every atom of her body.
I can see lots of kisses in the White House for four (eight?!) years. Real kisses.
I can see Barack, with his thoughtful and intelligent mind, considering those babies, that wife, in every decision he makes.
John Lennon said that here in the US we go out every four years and elect a new daddy.
I like our new daddy. I think we done real good.
Bless our hearts. At long last, bless our American hearts.
I love this. You were prescient. How will we move forward without them? I will watch the inauguration tomorrow because I will be saying goodbye to Barack and Michelle and their beautiful family. Grace personified. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteWe did do good. And it's breaking my heart to see this beautiful family leaving under the current circumstances. I'm so sad today.
ReplyDeleteI am so sad. I just can't believe its ending. I can't believe 8 years have passed since I remember the day I was filled with hope.
ReplyDeleteIt's breaking my heart too. Why do we always seem to take two steps back for each forward one? If history is not written by Fox news, it will show how much good he did for all of us.
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Barbara
Oh, Mary. I feel so lost. Is that even allowed? I'm not even an American.
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