As I stood at Park, a lounge/restaurant in Washington DC, last night nothing could have prepared me for the history that was to be made in mere hours. Of course, I had gotten casually fly and headed out to have a good ole political time, I honestly was not prepared for the emotion that would consume me at 11:02 pm.

Its funny because I think that African Americans are so accustomed to defeat that we just kind of expect it at times. It may sound ignorant but although I had traveled to rural South Carolina, canvassing in the rain, sent an absentee ballot to the racist and conservative state of Georgia, heard the hope in the voice of my grandparents and parents, I still had that twinge of doubt. Not a big twinge but a twinge nonetheless. So at 11:02 p.m. when CNN announced that Barack Obama would be the president elect, I could not do anything but cry. I didn’t care that i had on black eyeliner or that I was in the center of a club, all I could think about was the simple fact that we finally did it. We finally can say that we can perform any feat.

At the young age of 21 I have dealt with and have been faced with some of the most racist situations you could think of, but now I have hope. I have hope in America and just like the lovely Michelle Obama put it, for the first time in my life I am truly proud to be an American. So remain hopeful, prayerful and remember he can’t do this alone. Keep up the political hype and make this the most memorably positive 4 years possible. Stay involved don’t leave him hanging because he needs us America, and we especially the black community can not let him down.

Peaches&Gumbo