It’s over!
Sudden tears oozing out, giving way to a flood streaming down
my face. It started when I read that Kamala Harris was the first woman, the
first black person, the first south Asian to be elected Vice President of the
United States.
Big huge
gulping sobs that come hiccupping from my diaphragm. I don’t normally cry. What
has come over me?
Euphoria
Like the moment after a difficult labor and a long pregnancy, when my newborn
is placed on my belly and my hand reaches down and touches her. Something
overwhelming kind of like electric shock races through me, but it is a current
of joy and release from pain that I had been feeling.
I bring up
the mental image of Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel painting of the creation of
Adam.
If my
reaction is so intense, what do Joe Biden and Kamala Harris feel?
I stop and
look at Facebook, post my reaction, read comments from my friends in Asia and
Europe. It feels like the whole planet is rejoicing.
https://www.huffpost.com/entry/photos-show-celebrations-across-the-world-as-joe-biden-wins-us-election_n_5fa48a89c5b64c88d3feaddb?ncid=newsltushpmgnews&guccounter=1
I feel the same, and cried as well. It was as if my whole being knew the farce was over and the world would be righted again.
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