A day dawns in a few hours.  A day unlike any other.

A day when hope replaces fear as our currency.  A day with the promise of our democracy renewed.  A day where all of us, regardless of political leanings, can look at the face of our President-Elect and know that all of our children can lay claim to the words "Maybe someday I can be President."

A day when all things are possible.

A nation born with the original sin of slavery has elected an African-American president.  A nation who the world had begun to doubt has made a great stride in restoring its place as the bastion of freedom and the shining city on the hill.  A nation that clings to its American Dream has seen that this idealistic cliche is not outdated.   A nation of cynics has elected a man who focuses on hope.

We have rejected the politics of hate and fear.  We have rejected the mud and the muck that dirtied our airwaves and our bandwidth. We have rejected the false folksiness of Bush and Palin for the measured language and inspirational oratory of a Harvard graduate and best-selling author.

The rays of the morning sun will caress cheeks sore from smiling and eyes still red from tears of joy.  Faces of all colors and configurations.

A beautiful day.