Inauguration Day

I've been watching inauguration coverage for most of the day. I remember the very first inauguration I ever watched. I was seven years old and Ronald Reagan was beginning his first term in 1981. My first grade teacher explained to us that this was an event that happened only every four years. I remember thinking to myself, "Wow! I'll be in the fifth grade before this happens again. That's forever away!" And here we are 28 years and several Presidents later. I watched Barak Obama take his oath of office with HT. At age five, he understands we are getting a new President at the White House, but not much beyond that. I explained to him that he would be nine before this happens again, and I know that he just can't fathom that. The one thing he did comment on was the number of people. He looked at me and said, "Mommy, there are a lot of people there!" I watched with tears in my ears as President Obama took the oath. It was such an historical moment and I'm so grateful I was able to see it. More than that, I'm grateful that my children don't understand why it's such a big deal that someone with skin different than ours has become President. I am hopeful that my children are able to keep that perspective as long as possible. And I'm hopeful that one day, it won't even be noteworthy or historical to mention the color of one's skin. May God watch over President Obama, our nation, and all of us.