Class Act

At first, I wasn't going to watch Obama's farewell address last night. I'm just so jaded lately, though I do love my president. But then I ran across this clip of the Hamilton cast singing "One Last Time" to the Obamas, and it put such a lump in my throat, I decided I had to tune in one last time. 

I'm so glad I did. Everyone in my house gathered to watch the closing chapter of this president's extraordinary dance with history. No one made a sound. It was a powerful speech, but we have come to expect that from this gracious and brilliant man. At one point, he urged us all to get out of our silos, log off social media, and truly speak to one another, find common ground. He was, as always, a statesman, that intellect and wit shining through, that bedrock belief in our innate goodness, still not extinguished, despite all he has been put through.

It was only when he thanked his wife for her support these past eight years, that raw emotion broke through. He teared up, as Michelle mouthed "I love you" and his daughter Malia cried at her side. Sasha was apparently at home studying for an exam. What a fantastic family they are, and how privileged we have all been to have Barack and Michelle as our President and First Lady. Truly, he will be remembered as one of the great ones, just a completely superior human being in every way. Was he perfect? No. Did he wake up every single day with the intention to do his absolute best for this nation? Yes, I believe with all my heart he did. 

Some have said that America didn't deserve President Obama, but he gave us his all anyway. Maybe that's why he feels like family. I am going to miss him the way you miss family who always wanted the best for you, who saw your promise, who worked tirelessly to make your life, and your children's life, good.

 Plus, isn't Michelle's husband just the coolest?