“What a difference a year makes.”
And when it comes to President Barack Obama, never has this truism been more, well, true.
This time last year, I was euphoric —to the point of numbness. When I received official word that Barack Hussein Obama was elected 44th president of the United
States, I was beside myself. As I lay alone in bed, I was glued to the television watching talking heads pontificating on the weight of the moment.
I could not have moved had I wanted to. I think I spoke to a couple of close friends, but I don’t recall much of what was said. Really, I didn’t want to talk. I just wanted to soak up the moment. A few days later, I poured out my heart in “A Daughter of the South Reflects on Obama.”
