It strikes me that last night we celebrated as if it was the end of a war, rather than the end of an election. Which, in historic terms, it was. But the celebration also said a lot about how hard the last eight years have been.
I don't remember Americans dancing in the street for any of the (many) elections I've lived through -- much less people around the world.
Yet, we can't afford to forget that an election isn't an end -- it's only a beginning.
In this case, an extremely hopeful and joyous one.