This summer, before President Obama was President, before he was President-Elect or even the Democratic nominee. When he was just a Jr. Senator from Illinois, I had a once in a lifetime opportunity to meet him.
It was during a private fundraising event in Cincinnati while on the campaign trail that I was able to hear him speak. He gave a speech that inspired me to be bold, to be creative, to be an “outside of the box” thinker.
It was there that I also felt the confidence of an unknown man full of determination, guts and purpose. An unknown black man. An unknown black man with a black wife. An unknown black man with a Muslim middle name. An unknown black man who was raised by a single mother, whose father wasn’t around. An unknown black man who would later, against all odds, persevere beyond the Clinton establishment. Who would go on to win victoriously over his well-known war hero opponent.
Yet, what made that evening most memorable, was what I witnessed after his speech. My 8 year old cousin Tennyson, without fear of failure, without shame, looked up to this man unabashedly with an honest confidence, handing him a piece of paper, asking this man for his autograph.
In which was signed:
“Dream Big Dreams” – Barack Obama
I brushed my fingers across every letter. And firmly took hold of those words in my spririt.
President Obama has proven today that the possibility to dream big dreams is a reality for all of us.
What will you dare to dream??