Today history writes a new chapter. Today America swears in it's first black president. Millions of Americans will be watching, listing to the inauguration.
Not me. Today I celebrate my freedoms. My hopes for a better country. My dreams for a brighter future finally free, at last, of Bush politics. A time for change, echoed during the campaign trail to the Oval Office.
Today, I will move more things into my house, a house I bought that no one, not even a bank, can take from me. A house of my personal touch.
Today I will walk my dog in one of the vast parks created by our country--National Forests, National Parks--recreation areas for Americans to enjoy.
Today I will go to work at a job I selected, interviewed for, and received. And at the end of the month I will receive equal pay for my day's work.
Today I will knit (yes, think crazy lady knitting circle) in a hall where we are free to talk about whatever it is we want. We may talk about the future or poke fun at the past. We may recall "Bush-isms" or even recite from a book, published under America's freedom of speech and expression.
Today many Americans will watch TV, cling to Obama's words for change. But not me. Today I will live in as an American, proud to be in a country with a black president. A freedom beyond color, race. Our final freedom...
...well, almost. We still have religion to crack.
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