I wept. Right there on my keyboard as I leaned into the big screen. Daring to miss a moment, a detail, a smile. Malia Obama is the age I was when Martin Luther King, Jr. was slain.
It is staggering to learn about segregation when you were pretty sheltered from its perils. I was raised in Dixie, New Orleans to be exact. And many things circulate my mind as I try to grasp what was happening in the world as I was shielded from it.
1) President John F. Kennedy Assignationl
2) My father, a Tulane Law graduate, was a clerk on the Kennedy investigation there in New Orleans;
3) 16th Street Baptist Church/Birmingham bombing/murder of the children - I'll never forget the chill that came over me as I picked up a children's book that revealed this history as my own tots sat reading Dr. Suess;
4) Civil Rights;
5) Alfred in 3rd Grade was bussed to our school - I recall the fact and nothing negative or overly positive;
6) Rosa Parks - I grasped the magnitude as an adult
Now that I can understand all of these atrocities, I am glad I was young and didn't understand at the time. Mainly, I am glad our world has changed!
Even better, I am thankful for a father who taught us to love all people. I have many memories of my Daddy's love for folks of all colors and social rank. One of my fond memories as a child was when my Daddy would take our entire family, all of us girls and my brother, to the African American church of one of his clients. All of these brothers were performing together. It was wonderful.
Yes, we were the only white folk there. Was the music awesome, you bet! Only now do I understand to courage it took for him to take a stand for African American people, by saying yes, we will socialize with each other. We will attend. Those were some good times and we loved the music.
So this Inauguration Day of President Elect Barack Obama, I am thankful for this place in history. And I am thankful with how far we have come as a country. I appreciate and respect the story of Michelle and Barack and their walk to the White House.
Today in the South, I am thankful for our community and church where we play and worship side-by-side children of all races and one God who loves us the same.
Today in Dixie, my South, this Inauguration Day, it "Works for Me Wednesday" to embrace the history of this great nation and share it with my children right here and now.
Would you like to share what WFMW - any of the positive changes you have seen in this delicate area of our history?
God Bless You and America!
**Editing in to submit this to The Inspired Room to share what is beautiful to me this week! Go see others thoughts and share yours.