Celebrating Hope

When the word came that Joseph R. Biden had been elected the 46th president of the United States, the country was well along on its Saturday morning. I'd just put the groceries away. Celia in Seattle seemed to have the word even before the news alert on my phone did.

There was no ringing of church bells, no banging of pots and pans or shooting off of firecrackers in my neighborhood, but there was one joyful family and, I assume, many joyful families throughout Folkstone, each celebrating in their own way, glad that a new era is dawning for this country.

I seldom write about politics in this blog — this week has been an exception — but today, especially, is a day worth noting. It's not that the road won't be steep and the going tough. But there is now a hope that we may come together as a country. And that is definitely worth celebrating.