It was a momentous night last night. I was with a group of friends, enjoying our Obama cupcakes, and enjoying our new found hope…

Yesterday seemed to be the longest day of my life. I kept listening to the Brett Dennen song, that asks, “Is there hope for the hopeless?” Well, I wasn’t hopeless, but I was sure nervous. I was focused entirely on good karma, positive thoughts, checking polls, checking polling problems, checking to see which places closed first. By the time four o’clock rolled around, I was a wreck. Here in CA, we got results early. So by 8 p.m. my time I knew that Barack Obama was our next President-elect. I am so proud. It seems that everyone is so proud.

The first African-American in history to be President. The first person in my lifetime that truly has motivated people in a way I had seen unparalleled in my brief years. I am blessed to be so young on this day, so I can remember it for all my years to come, and tell my children, and my children’s children, where I was, what I was doing, and how I felt the night that Mr. President Barack Hussein Obama becamse the 44th president of the United States.

I look forward to working, now, to get Prop 8 trashed and to get equality for everyone, gay or straight, black or white, or otherwise. I am also looking forward to a new four years and new USA and a new world, and a new outlook on life.

Yes, we did.