Thanks Obama 💙

I've thought about this for a while and thought this might be cathartic.
  1. On January 20, 2009 I was 12 years old.
  2. My parents had always been Democrats, and following in their lead, I decided I was a Democrat too
  3. My cousin received tickets to President Obama's inauguration but wasn't able to go, so he gave them to us
  4. Although I'm sure my dad wanted to be there, he thought it was more important that I was there to witness history
  5. So my mom and I drove down to DC from NJ the night before
  6. We woke up at 4AM the next morning and walked miles from my cousin's apartment to get in line
    It was freezing, I remember wearing 2 different coats and leggings under my pants
  7. And then we waited
  8. And waited and waited
    I remember sleeping on the sidewalk next to a building at one point
  9. Then right before noon, we were let into the standing area our tickets designated
    It was right behind all of the seats, and you could just barely make out the platform
  10. I remember hearing Aretha Franklin and Yo-Yo Ma
    Partly because I remember thinking that Yo-Yo Ma was a very cool name
  11. I remember looking behind me at the sea of people who all came to witness this moment
  12. I remember hearing President Obama speak, and the roars of applause and cheering and screaming
  13. As incredible as that experience was, I don't think I really began to appreciate it until this year, watching this election unfold
  14. Obama is the first president I really remember and I'm so grateful for that
  15. Thanks Obama for everything 💙