For My Children and Grandchildren and For All Biracial People, Young and Old, Everywhere, and for Us, Their Mothers, Fathers, Grandparents, and for Barack Obama’s Mom, Dad, Grandmothers, Relations, with Deep Love, Great Hope, Such Incredible Pride and Many, Many Tears
Nov 4th, 2008 by admin
These photos and this post are for and dedicated to my children, my grandchildren, my ex-husband of 19 years, my late first husband, to Mother Dear and Aunt Pat of New Orleans, Ninth Ward, when they were alive, to Aunt Sophie and Uncle Charlie of Baltimore, Maryland, when they were alive, to all of our scattered relations, near and far.
This post is for my brothers and sisters, their partners, their children, my nieces and nephews, of Tacoma, Washington and the area surrounding, all of whom, although they are white, conservative, evangelical, charismatic Christians in churches doctrinally identical to Sarah Palin’s, will nevertheless vote for, or who already have voted for, Barack Obama.
This blog post is for all of the biracial children in my life, related to me by blood or through love — my four grandchildren, my six step-grandchildren, my niece’s four babies — all of whom have black fathers and white mothers, just like Barack Obama.
This post is for all of my grandchildren and great-grandchildren, all of my descendants who are yet to be born, who will be multi-racial people.
This post is dedicated to all biracial people everywhere, to us, their mothers, and their fathers, too, in the spirit of what Barack Obama’s historic candidacy and impending inauguration to the office of President of the United States means to us, in light of our historic, shared, ongoing struggles and sufferings, our history as a marginalized, often deeply hated and misunderstood people, our private and ongoing joy, hilarity and many inside jokes that serve to ease and relieve heartaches and griefs only we really understand.
And this blog post is for us in light of our struggles, our weariness of body, mind and spirit, and, at times, yes, rage, despair and grief.
Beyond our differences, transcending our political, religious and philosophical affiliations and identifications, despite any problems or conflicts we may have or may have had, and despite any worries or disappointments or fears we may have about the future, this day, this moment in history is ours!
Here’s to us!
With many, many tears which shall, guaranteed, continue throughout the day and week, and with much, much love,
–Heart with thanks to Sis for sending these photos to me, xxxooo
This is a beautiful post. I get to vote for a woman president today, have one on the ballot for the first time in my life, and I’m so, so excited about it I can hardly stand it.
But I’m also beyond thrilled that Obama is so likely to win. I couldn’t even describe what that this election means to the Obama voters I know, and because of that, to me. It really is so beautiful and powerful and, yes, hopeful — it IS hopeful! – to see how happy people are. And how much they care. To talk to people who get choked up about voting. The stories like the guy in ATL who registered to vote for the first time in his life @ age 103 — voting never being somehting he considered, being SIXTY when the voting rights act was passed — and his daughter, who talked him into it. Women making sure their kids go in the polls with them. It’s just awesome.
My strongest election memory is the faces of horrified elderly Jewish accidental-Buchanan-voters eight years ago, and the tenor of today couldn’t be more different. With everyone I see.
Today is a celebration. Not for everything. Like every happy event I’ve ever witnessed, it also memorializes the things that are left. The things that are next. But because of SOME things - a lot of things, and certainly for millions of people - it’s just plain wonderful.
There is nothing I can add to this beautiful post. I am so moved and so excited for Americans, and so thrilled to hear of historic turn-outs at the polling stations. Thank you for your continued eloquence, for I have no more words.
Here’s to you all, indeed!
*sniff*
Seconds after I posted the above, CNN came on with a large banner reading “Obama President-Elect”
and I just started to weep, thinking of the history of your country, this post, you and your family. ((hugs)) and congratulations
Ah, funnie and Crowfoot.
Like every happy event I’ve ever witnessed, it also memorializes the things that are left. The things that are next.
What a great way to say that! I hope it is memorializing what is NEXT, not just left.
Crowfoot! It’s been forever and I see you are BLOGGING! I am going to plug you! It’s been a while, I hope you are doing well and it sounds like you ARE! And thanks for your sweet words.
(For everyone else, Crowfoot is a Michfest sister who drove with me and four of my daughters to Michfest in 2006, 3,000 miles, approximately, each way. We camped together at Michfest in 2005 and 2006, and hung out in 2007. :) And we had a BLAST! Crowfoot is an amazing radical feminist and everybody has to read her blog, which, as I say, I am going to duly plug.)
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I’ve just started blogging! I have… two posts! \o/ well, I started a blog 2 years ago, wrote one post, then couldn’t get anything else out of me. Met eloriane, and she invited me to co-blog! haha well, I’ve needed a fire under my butt for sure. She’s my Official Blogging Hand Holder 
and thank you for the kind words! I know I practically never comment, but I read here quite often and am continually left speechless. I can’t post a comment, because you keep saying what’s inside me. What’s to say? “oh yeah, totally!”
You are an extraordinary and talented woman, and I miss you (((hugs)))
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Thank you Sis! And Funnie and Crowfoot and Hearrt!
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LOVE
Jeyoani
The pictures are great! Nothing like our own little feminist news agency!! The photos you never see on mainstream anywhere are here!!