Have you ever been to a graduation or a wedding and wondered why people were crying? Did the whole thing just leave you cold? I have. I've wondered; am I just immune to these events and their feelings? Is something wrong with me?
A few years ago I felt quite depressed at Christmas. I remember thinking "No, God does NOT care about me." So when I saw my doctor he put me on Prozac (wonder drug!)
And today... well, I just don't feel it. Eight years ago I was delighted to have a new president. Four years ago I felt secure with the continuation of the Bush presidency. And this year... I feel like a big party has been going on for the last three days and it's overkill. A new president. A black president. Is that really so hard to believe? Does that really justify all of this media coverage and celebrating? Am I missing out on the true meaning of Obama-as-president?
It reminds me of the first woman in space. A lot of hoopla. Did anyone really think a woman COULDN'T go into outter space? Did that many people really think a BLACK man couldn't get elected president? Do they really think a WOMAN couldn't get elected president? (I believe a woman could, just not the one who was running. Sorry, Mrs. C. no cookies for you.)
So, with all due respect I say- Welcome to the presidency Mr. Obama; good luck and God bless.