"I never thought I’d live to see the day……"

My grandmother’s favorite phrase was always accompanied by a huge sigh that rattled her slight frame, usually over something that disappointed her greatly. Usually over one of us. To me, it epitomized what "old" was about. It was continually being disappointed in life. It was cynicism, and the lack of a sense of wonder. I could elaborate on the dangers of "thinking old", but will save that for a future blog – its too important to gloss over.

I’m echoing Grandma’s one line credo myself these last few days, not sighing but weeping – tears of joy. Regardless of your political persuasion, whether you’re a Boomer, Gen – Xer or Millennial, it’s difficult not to be moved by this history making election. Yes, I worked my arse off on Obama’s campaign helping to turn Nevada not just blue but indigo. (oops, my arse is still there – how’d that happen? Oh yeah, menopause.) Door to door, person to person, American to American.

How did we get here? A single perfect word: HOPE. Hope ignites, hope inspires, hope infuses us with the energy to do the hard work ahead of us. It’s time to shed old labels: Democrat, Republican, liberal, conservative, and just remember that we are all citizens – of America and of the world. President – elect Obama will challenge us to sacrifice and contribute, to truly manifest government of the people, by the people, and for the people. Hope will provide the fuel and we’ll provide the labor.

I never thought I’d live to see the day – and I’m so grateful that I did!