I pondered this thought before the inauguration trip. I will never forget where I was when Challenger blew up and when I heard about the twin towers. And I will never forget where I was the day Obama was inaugurated - in the crowd of supporters, holding a once-in-a-lifetime golden ticket (actually, silver in this case).
Was it cold? Yes. Was it crowded? Yes. But just as I am unable to describe the feelings that run through me when I hear Nate and Alex tell me they love me, I am unable to describe the feelings I had when millions of people cheered in unison. It was everything I thought and more. It was, quite simply, one of the best experiences of my entire life. Joy. Wonder. Amazement. Excitement. Hope.