Even though much of my work is literally TOO BIG FOR WORDS, occasionally I am inspired to write, and this is the place for that. Feel free to join in the conversation. Thanks for reading.
“I have to tell you, I wish my mother were here to see this.” I wish all of our mothers and grandmothers, great grandmothers and great, great grandmothers were here to see this.
As Hillary shared tonight, her mother - Dorothy Emma Howell Rodham - was born the same day that Congress passed the 19th Amendment giving women the right to vote. How cool is that? A woman born in 1919, the day the 19th Amendment finally passes, births a daughter who is within spitting distance of becoming the 45th president - the first elected female president - of the United States of America. Pause. Breathe.
Within minutes, Wikipedia updated her entry to include this:
Dorothy Emma Howell Rodham (June 4, 1919 – November 1, 2011) was an American homemaker and mother of First Lady, U.S. Senator, U.S. Secretary of State, and (as the 2016 Democratic nominee for President), the First woman in American history to claim the nomination of a major political party for President of the United States, Hillary Rodham Clinton.
I have never written back-to-back Sparks. Tonight deserves another. This is historic. This is a moment I hope I will remember for the rest of my life. Just as I will never forget being in Grant Park the night Obama won. First Black President. And now, the First Woman President is within reach. Life moves fast. And we are its witnesses.
As Mary Oliver says in her Instructions for living a Life, “Pay Attention. Be Astonished. Tell about it.” What are you telling your sisters, daughters, girlfriends, and granddaughters about this moment?
The ceiling is about to be shattered. The possibilities are endless. Ladies, we are needed. We are turning the page on a new chapter. Pens poised, tell the story, please.