Oh, Michelle

I'm a mess right now. I haven't blogged in a few days because I really couldn't think of anything interesting. Every time I tried to start a new post it fell short. I don't know what the problem was. I've never experienced writer's block. Maybe I just didn't have anything to say.

Then, like a strong, proud, intelligent, beautiful, breath of fresh air came Michelle Obama. As I watch her speak at the Democratic National Convention my body fills with chills. My daughter, who is watching in her room, came into my bedroom and said, "I want her to run, she's great!" I look at the eyes in the convention center that are filled with tears like mine, and I feel good. I look at this dignified sister and I am captivated. I need her to be my first lady.

How wonderful is it to hear this black woman speak of her hard working family. If you watch television, you would never know that our families exist. Michelle's brother introduced her and that really touched me. When she began her speech, she said he has always been there for her. He is the one who watched over her and her mother after their father died of multiple sclerosis. It was a beautiful moment.

Michelle also spoke of her mother who struggled to raise her and her brother on her own after her father died. She praised her strength and it's obvious that she passed it on to her daughter. Her face beamed with pride as she watched her daughter speak. They're both wonderful role models.

As I listened to Michelle Obama speak, I felt like she was someone I could relate to. The story of her childhood told me that she would always be empathetic to those who will need the help of her and her husband the most. I saw a woman who would not be presidential arm candy. I can't remember the last time I was as impressed with someone as I was with her.

One thing I have always loved is the relationship between Michelle and Barack Obama. They had me even before the fist pump. I cried and smiled the entire time I watched Michelle bigging her man up. She painted a wonderful picture of her family and her husband. Her speech was eloquent heart felt. I pictured the two of them getting down in the trenches and getting things done. They remind me of couples that I know, including my husband and I. I can picture them making each other laugh and just having fun. They just seem like your average, every day couple who love each other very much. One of them just happens to be running for President.



I never thought i'd ever witness the day when a black men would even get anywhere near the presidency in my lifetime. Barack Obama has definitely surprised a lot of people. Who would have thought the black, junior senator from Chicago would be accepting the democratic nomination for President of the United States? It's crazy that a black family could, and hopefully will, be moving into the White House and running our country? It's a beautiful thing.



Barack Obama has already inspired and impressed me. Now that I have seen Michelle speak, I am excited and uplifted. What a thing of beauty. I can't keep the smile off my face or the tears from falling and it feels great.

Can we paint the White House black in 2009? YES WE CAN!