Indulging in my favorite pastime, watching the four major tennis championships that are the Grand Slam tournaments, has been laced with sadness this week. The tennis is wonderful as always, but as followers of this blog know, I’ve been a bit in denial about President Barack Obama leaving the White House soon.
Today he ended his final press conference as our commander in chief with these words for his daughters: “You know, every parent brags on their daughters or their sons. If your mom and dad don’t brag on you, you’ve got problems. But, man, my daughters are something, and they just surprise and enchant and impress me more and more, every single day as they grow up. . . . I think at the end of the day, if we work hard and if we’re true to those things in us that feel true and feel right, that the world gets a little better each time.”
Well, I wish our President had said “mom and dad or mom and mom or dad and dad,” but that’s wishing a little too much!
Since our daughter was born, her two dads have had their marriage recognized by the Supreme Court, not to mention by dozens of relatives, some of whom even 10 years ago would have called us “special friends.” We walk into our daughter’s school holding her hand, proud to be recognized as her parents, hiding nothing.
Ben and I have savored these past eight years even with unexpected major life transitions that are, well, to be expected: job changes, parents dying, and the truly unanticipated: Ben having a stroke at 41, and Ellen coming into our world with an extra chromosome.
Having the most classy, intelligent, graceful President ever has helped give our family the courage to be fearless, to try harder, to do our part to make the world a little better.
I hope President Obama will remain in our lives for a very long time.