If only I had kept my kids home from school today, I wouldn't have cried alone at the historic moment I witnessed on TV. (I did record it so that my husband and I can share it with them later.)
If only my dad was still alive. I would have enjoyed the experience with him as I did so many other historical moments. The members of my family, but mainly my dad, instilled in me a sense that I am only a small part of something bigger than myself, a sense of patriotism, and a sense of pride.
If only all Americans would allow themselves to see past race, we can be more effective in building each other up instead of wasting all our energy tearing each other down.
If only all people would open their hearts and minds to God's love, it would radiate from them and spread throughout the entire world.
If only more people would agree with me that it's time to celebrate what we have in common. It far outweighs what's different about us.
I'm not a political person, but I am a lover of people. Today I witnessed a man sworn into the office of the Presidency of the United States and man who inspires people to be better, to do better. I pray that the inspiration is channeled into actions that help our nation be an even better place to be.
I'm convinced that God is up to something big!