“In the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope.”
Election Day.
Barack Obama’s grandmother died today. My great-grandmother died when I was 11, and could have never imagined a day like the one we are about to experience. She took in my mother and I when we had no where else to go, just as she had done for my mother many years before. She was everything. She was my oatmeal and my soap operas and my church and my song. She and I share our name. Antonia.
This is not some rant on who you should vote for. My views are pretty well known. I just hope everyone takes the time to think about the possibility that tomorrow holds.
I certainly will.
Proudly,
Antonia
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