The American Dream

I breathe a sigh of relief this morning, the morning after we re-elected a president whose wife wears her clothes over and over just like the rest of us, a couple who shops at Target and understands most women want to own their own bodies, take care of their children and families and have their own stab at equal standing with all the other hard working people in this world.

Today I believe we still have a chance to move forward into a place where we just might possibly treat all human beings with the respect, love and freedom they deserve, not because they are successful and part of the top five percent, but because they are human and part of the bottom ninety five percent.

Today my faith in the people of the United States of America is restored.  They are still thinking with their heads and acting with their hearts and while they know the road ahead will not be easy, they want it to be inclusive and just.

It’s hard to think of the future when your grandmother is hungry and trying to make do without using too much electricity, when your spouse is dying of cancer in a world where the technology to treat him or her exists, but is not accessible because you don’t have enough gold, where the welfare of your body depends on someone else’s whims. 

But the people in this country did just that.  They are willing to wait, to do the work, to walk the long road home so their children have a real chance to live the American dream.