Not for the faint at heart.. not for the weary.. The Crowds, the excitement, the blistery cold. Like something out of a storybook. The morning air was crisp and clean, fresh, breathable.. yet bitter cold down to the bone. We woke at 3:00am packed all the things we had carefully laid out the night before and headed to what proved to be one of the most exciting days of our lives.. The crowds were nothing compared to the cold. It whipped around you and caught you off guard every now and then but pure excitement made it manageable, bearable and worth it. We were there to witness History and we had our oldest daughter with us so that she could later say "I was there".(Hopefully she won't recall the frozen toes and the pile of papers she and her dad boldly left on the mall after tearing open fifty three packages of "toe-warmers" to no avail... "these things do not work"!!) My toes were warm as toast.. all I could do was laugh at them..
Did I mention... it was cold?
I might have missed it.. all he had to say to me at 3:00am was "baby..we can watch it from here".. I would have said "OK sweety not a problem, you know it's really cold out there..at least we will be warm!!"
Instead.. I hit the clock rolled over and he was throwing off the covers and was out of bed before I could complete the turn.. I could feel the cold in the air before I put my feet on the floor.. He was up, I did not have to say a thing... we were going! Not so secretly... I was elated.
We were there, we were proud, we were happy, we were representing, we were cold, we were together and we were part of history..May God Bless Us All!
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