Last night I took some cold medicine and watched the election results in bed. There was a catch in my throat at 11pm, when they said Barack Obama would be our next president.

I watched John McCain’s concession speech, and it felt like I was seeing someone I hadn’t seen in a long time. McCain seemed comfortable in his own skin. Then I let the cold medicine take over and told Rockford to wake me for the Obama speech. He did, and I watched it, and I was proud and hopeful for the country and especially for my children. And then I went to sleep again.

I still feel hopeful this morning. I feel like we got it right this time.