Obamanation

After any vacation, holiday or weekend, I usually have a sense of impending doom.  You know that feeling in the pit of your stomach that regular life is looming just around the corner.  What will it be like?  Can you meet the challenges?  Are you equal to the task?  For me, these feelings are usually compounded if the new day is the start of a new routine.  A new job.  First day at school.  Or bringing home a new baby.  The night seems to stretch into eternity as I wonder how my life will change with the dawn and if I can change with it.

I'm wondering if that's how Obama is feeling tonight.  Is he dreading tomorrow?  Or is he one of the few people that actually look forward with relish to starting new job?  Will he be able to sleep at all tonight?

Mothering duties took me away from seeing the actual swearing in and speech.  The first I saw of the new president and his wife was the film from the motorcade approaching the White House.  At one point, they both exited the cars and started to walk, all smiles and waves, down the street.  Although in the beginning I didn't think he was the man, I couldn't help but to be inspired today and shed a tear.  I was so impressed by their confidence and spirit.  And the spirit that it seems the whole country is taking from him.  Today, for the first time in a long time, I felt our nation was united, behind this one man.  And even though there are many things that he and I don't see eye to eye on, that doesn't mean that I can't root for him.  I'm hoping that he succeeds in his new job.  Because if he does, it means our country does.  

Good luck, Mr. President!