I'm not married. In fact, I'm 24 years old, and don't intend on getting married or having kids for another couple years at least. But twenty or thirty years down the line, in a time and place none of us can imagine, I want to be able to sit my kids down and talk to them. I want to tell them about a moment in 2008 when it seemed this country could've gone down a dark path and instead chose light. I want to tell them that when we were offered fear-mongering, racism, ignorance and cheap, phony attacks, we chose a different alternative: hope.
I want to tell them that I helped elect President Obama.