What a week indeed, President Obama's long form birth certificate was released, putting The Donald in his place, a tragic string of tornadoes that left hundreds dead, my most heartfelt condolences to the victims and their families and everyone effected by those terrible storms. Then a royal wedding that allowed the world to rejoice and escape into a fairy tale for a few hours. Yes myself included, Kate Middleton looked beautiful by the way. The White House Correspondents' Dinner that turned into the The Roast of Donald Trump the sequel. The President may have a future in stand up, very funny Mr. President, bravo. Especially important to me was the beatification of Pope John Paul II, who to me and millions of Catholic faithful around the world was a saint before he ever left us.
Both the royal wedding, despite not being an American event, and the comedic styling of our witty president were fine distractions from our troubling times in this beautiful country of ours. Let's face it, with the economy the way it's been and the natural disasters in the southeast, we haven't had anything to feel to good about lately. UNTIL NOW. The mastermind behind one of the worst tragedies in history has been found and killed after a long, frustrating decade. Osama bin Laden, the face of terror is dead. I have to admit when the flashing alert at the bottom of my screen last night read,"President Obama to speak in moments regarding an important national security matter...stay tuned." I got a little edgy.
Especially when nobody would comment on what the president was going to say. As soon as reports began to roll in that it was expected that bin Laden was dead, I was not only relieved but overjoyed. We got him! Finally! This is the reason after all, that we began this war, to bring those responsible for the vicious attacks on innocent civilians on that fateful day of September 11, 2001 to justice. I often wondered, "what about bin Laden? Our troops are dying and we haven't even heard about the man we went to get in the first place."

Watching the president make his announcement and watching scenes of fellow Americans singing our national anthem and waving the stars and stripes both at the White House and Times Square gave me chills and overwhelming pride to be an American. I only wished that I was not in the D.C. or New York City area to join in on the excitement and history being made.

I leave you with the words of fellow American, author Mark Twain, "I've never wished a man dead, but I've read some obituaries with great pleasure."
God bless America!