When I saw the corners of President Obama's mouth hinting at a smile today while he held his hand up high and took the oath of office to become our nation's first Black president, I smiled too and I cried. I cried the way I cried when I got married. It is a feeling of overwhelming joy and pride and the acknowledgement that something grand and important is taking place. So this is what it feels like to be proud of one's president? This feels good.
You know what I really love? The Obamas are bringing Michelle's mom to the White House with them to help care for the girls. How great is that? Conservatives think they own family values? After watching the President and First Lady dancing in each other's arms tonight, I say, "how's that for family values, huh right-wingers?!"