At the dawn of the morning, I looked at the light streaming through my bedroom patio and smiled.
Hope and promise and dreams were coming together on a crisp Monday morning in the only place where this story could take place.
While the morning coffee was being poured-over and emitting a welcoming scent, my gaze went skyward and outward to the unity of the Union.
It is the National Holiday for Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and the Second Inauguration of the Nation's 44th President, Barack Hussein Obama. It is definitely a moment to feel the warmth and ray of history in this day.
The thing I thought about the morning and even now, in the evening, as I watched the activities - this is what makes us unique, the us that embraces and enjoys freedom. This is America.
As a woman, a black woman, I could not help but feel a great sense of sisterhood and pride in seeing Mrs. Obama and Mrs. Robinson guiding Sasha and Malia to their fullness. It is a big deal.
In my moment of thought and reflection, I saw love and joy together, they love each other, truly, and it was displayed so eloquently.
While the moon kisses me goodnight and the clear night allows me to reflect on all that there are not enough words to capture, I am proud to say simply, I am an American, and this was a truly American day.