Eight years ago this month, my father and I traveled to Washington, DC to watch Barack Obama be sworn in as the 44th president of the United States; it remains one of the most important and emotionally powerful days of my life. The day, like many January days on the east coast, was clear and cold. From the base of the Washington Monument, we watched as thousands upon thousands upon thousands of people arrived. We stood wrapped in layers of clothing, stomping our feet to keep warm, marveling at what was about to unfold.

Yo-Yo Ma plays on Inauguration Day, 2009

Teacher. Traveler. Reader. Poet. Aspiring cook.

Teacher. Traveler. Reader. Poet. Aspiring cook.