We saved our votes for today, wanting the ceremony of the ballot. Also, it's the first time our younger son has been able to vote; we wanted to do it together. So we went to the polls together, all four of us, to cast our votes, and while no one was handing out ice-cream or coffee here in Montana as there were elsewhere–the coffee to convince cold voters to stick out the long lines, the ice-cream to reward them for doing so–still there was no real need for them, at least where we were.
Listening to NPR on the way to the polls, we heard that 98% of eligible voters in Michigan had registered. Ninety-eight percent. Amazing.
What a day, what a night, what a glorious, exciting time–Obama wins. I'm actually proud to be an American, for the first time in a long time. Throw your hats in the air, hug everyone in reach, and breathe deeply, sleep soundly; tomorrow will be a new day.