Dear Payton, Tavyn, Taylor, Little Du, Willow, Ronan, Tegan, and all my other nieces and nephews (by blood or by adoption),
As one of the first generations of African Americans to be born free (the past 1964-65 generation), I write this letter to you because the US has elected its first black/multiracial president. No one in the past 400 years of American history could imagine this day, this moment. What this means for you is that as of today, you can dream and hope to become anything that you want, even President of the most powerful nation in the world.
I am watching the sound check for Obama in Chicago on the Internet with tears of joy and hope rolling down my checks. What is amazing about this moment is that its not about a black man becoming President, but rather its is about the American people of all colors, creeds, genders, religions, sexual orientations, classes deciding that hope is what binds us all together, deciding that we can empower ourselves to change ourselves, our apathy, our greed, our arrogance into something better, and thus become a better people and a better nation.
So my young ones, the future of this great nation, the future of the world, as of tonight you have no limitations to where your dreams can take you. Tonight, we adults have given you back the hope of a better future. We will have to work our asses off to deliver it to you, but we have taken the first step of reclaiming our compassion, our discipline, our hope, and our ability to change the world for the better. We will not let you down again.
All the love in my heart,
November 4, 2008