And there was much rejoicing!
January 20th, 2009 01:40 pmWow. It is finally real! For the first time in 8 years, for the first time, really since my son was born, the words "My President" are not a burden, a sentence, or a weight of shame. I am proud to say them, and I feel them ring true. Even at his best (examples of which escape me at present, perhaps because THERE WERE NONE) Bush was never MY president. Obama is MY President.
Don't worry, I'm happy to share.

Don't worry, I'm happy to share.
