"There are moments that become a part of us moments when the world feels broken and someone reminds us what we're capable of Moments when grief become determination when strangers become neighbors when we remembered that we belong to one another Moments where people stood in line for hours not because it was easy But because they believed their voice mattered because democracy only works when ordinary people show up Waited in line for seven hours to vote Thousands of other people. Yeah. Yeah, I think it was more of like a collective everyone's in this together kind of thing Like we gather because we have chosen hope over fear unity of purpose over conflict and discord Not because one person delivered a speech because millions of people believed something better was possible Remember the joy the tears and the feeling that maybe just maybe the country had taken a step closer to becoming what it promised to be Progress doesn't happen all at once. It happens because people keep choosing each other again and I will rebuild Reconcile and recover and every known nook of our nation in every corner called our country our people diverse and Beautiful will emerge battered and beautiful when day comes we step out of the shade of flame and unafraid the new dawn Balloons as we free it for there was always light if only we're brave enough to see it if only We're brave enough to be it. We remember these moments not because history always moves forward It doesn't rights can be threatened progress can stall fear can be loud We remember them because they prove something that the future is not written by cynicism It is written by people people who organize people who vote people who speak up So when hope feels distant remember we felt it before we've built it before and together we can build it again"