There's no way of sugarcoating it: I've been feeling pretty bad lately. A case of the post-trip letdown, I guess.
Part of the problem was that parts of the presidential campaign had taken a turn I did not agree with. I was disappointed. And I was really, really tired of robo calls and television ads and circulars and flyers that hit my mailbox in a barrage.
I did not have the heart to visit my own blog, let alone anyone else's site. For that I apologize. I made a wonderful dessert, wrote a post, took a photo and refused to upload it.
I was dispirited.
All that changed Tuesday night when the election ended. We had a gracious speech from a candidate who defended his opponent in what was perhaps his finest moment on the campaign trail. We had an uplifting speech from the candidate who emerged victorious. We had faces of joy and hope and every color and every background gathered together in one place: Grant Park.
What a contrast to 40 years ago! The words "The whole world is watching" kept echoing through my brain. In 1968, Grant Park was the scene of violent riots at the Democratic Convention. Now it was the scene of victory.
The whole world is watching. We have overcome. Yes, we can.
It doesn't matter which party's ideology you adhere to, it really doesn't. What matters is that we have had a shining moment, and we may - if all goes well - have a brighter future. I'm not talking about the economy, but I am talking about the idea of cohesiveness, of working together for a greater good. Our shining moment must transcend party lines and ideological differences. And racial barriers.
I hope we move forward in a bipartisan manner. Because the whole world is watching now.
My husband and I are longtime media junkies. I started out as a reporter, and specialized in politics for a time, on both a local and national level. He started out as a photographer. That's how we met. We stay up late every election night. We suffer a letdown after Election Day, no matter which candidate wins.
This year, the letdown began before the election. Every night we would come home to 5-6 robo calls and an equal number of campaign mailers. Enough! Let's move on now.
And the photo? It was taken five weeks ago in Paris. I thought it had a celebratory look to it. As I said, no matter how you voted, we can all celebrate the removal of a barrier.