8 years ago
It was 8 years ago that I started to actually pay attention to politics. It was 8 years ago that I started to doubt the intelligence of the American people. In the past 8 years my interest in politics has only grown. Then 4 years ago I was sure that this was not a country I really wanted to be a part of. Then two years ago when I fell in love with a marine who was going off to war I wondered why I would support a country who would send men and women to fight and possibly die for something that never should have happened. A year ago, when my husband left me and his newborn son to go fight for this country, I cried and held my breath every time the phone or door bell rang. Every day I wondered if my husband would die for a country I didn't believe in. Then last night I let my breath out. Last night I was proud of this country. Last night I screamed with joy, clapped, cried tears of hope, and banged the hell out of a saucepan lid outside my house because we didn't have fireworks. This morning I hugged my son a little tighter and knew that his future will now be so different. He will grow up knowing that ANYONE can do ANYTHING! This is now a country I am proud to be a part of! We have come so far in the past 8 years. I know that we now have many steps to take in the next 4 to build this country up to what it use to be, but I truly believe that Obama will do his best to put our country back on the right track.