It was the night she had waited almost eight years for; a victory she had worked toward her entire adult life. Last week, to the thundering applause of thousands of supporters; and, as millions tuned-in electronically in America and around the world—the ceiling with 18 million cracks left in 2008 and the millions more added this year– the impenetrable glass ceiling finally came tumbling down.
Clinton enthusiastically, yet graciously, accepted her party’s nomination for President of the United States and became the first woman in the nation’s history to know the awesome impact of that recognition and to feel the magnitude of that honor.
During the course of the campaign Clinton’s successes and failures were publicly litigated. During the convention, her intellect and political acumen, both national and international, was apprised; while her strategic hope for the future of the country was tugged forcefully from center right to borderline progressive by her primary opponent.
On that special Thursday evening as Clinton morphed from primary candidate to general election favorite, she was reintroduced to America. The nation learned of Clinton’s passion for public service; they saw her as the compassionate friend; a politician with a heart; and possibly most important of all, as a loving daughter to her mother; a doting mother to her daughter; and an adoring grandmother.
Although her acceptance speech did not wax poetic (that was hardly the expectation), she successfully pulled people in with her ideas and enthusiasm. She reminded everyone that the type of future Americans want will take hard work. She also stressed that sometimes the hard work will take time to yield results. She invited the nation to join her in doing the hard work required to build a better tomorrow for our children and grandchildren-reminding the nation we are better together. “Let us plant a seed in a garden we will never live to see.”