For nearly two years we endured all the presidential campaigning. For two years we watched as things went from bad to worse to I-don’t-think-we-can-dig-a-hole-much-deeper-than-this. We listened to both sides blame each other for our country’s failures. We watched as the economy imploded and financial institutions crumbled.
For nearly two years we heard about how change was coming. Change was needed. And change did come – and not always for the better. So we took our chances on a relative unknown to catalyze this transition. Overnight our country invested in hope. Overnight barriers were brought down. Overnight we suddenly have a new chance at a better future for us all.
But I can’t help but wonder: Now what?
I find myself antsy today. Just hours after last night’s historic win, I am revisiting photos from the celebrations, photos from the campaign trail, in an attempt to savor the moment. I know that around the country today people in headquarter offices will be removing signs and taking steps to shut down the respective campaigns. I know that there is still much to do even before we can begin moving forward.
But I am straining to be patient. I can’t stop scanning the headlines. I can’t sit still. I find myself in a familiar place once again – waiting – for what is to come.