November 8  at 3:32 a.m. was the last time the Pence family woke up without the knowledge that their brother, uncle or son would be the 48th Vice President of the United States.

Election day has to be one of the most newsworthy days in American History, but for me it was personal.

Mike Pence, Governor of Indiana and Vice President Elect, is my uncle.

Traveling to New York City Election Day was nothing short of hectic. From flying into Newark, traveling on train into the city and walking 20 blocks to meet up with other members of the Pence family along with other Trump/Pence supporters later that night.

My first thought was to take a nap, it was going to be a long night.

Unfortunately my aunts and uncles of mine had a different plan and decided to take a quick trip to Trump Tower. From there we walked back to our base camp and hid ourselves for the remainder of the afternoon.

CNN and Fox News were constantly on our TV screens as we lounged around.

Twenty-one other Pence’s were present that evening. I was surrounded by cousins, aunts, uncles and my grandmother.

My grandmother had arrived with my Uncle Michael and his family later on in the day on

what is called “Trump Force 2.” The moment they finally arrived to the Hilton in NYC, they made their way up to be with other members of the Pence family before the hectic night began.

My family and I exchanged final hugs before the big news came, shared laughs with each other and cried a little about how proud we were no matter the outcome. We prayed, he answered a phone call from Trump himself, hugged us all and departed for preparations.

My cousin Emily and I did quick errands in downtown New York for the family, ate and got into our black tie outfits.

The entire time, it was surreal to think that I was dressing up to watch my uncle become a leader of the United States and hopefully be put on a list of men that I had grown up learning about in history.

I put on all my required badges and was escorted to a VIP viewing room to wait.

A couch away watching with my family was Rudy Giuliani and other important figures that I know have been supporters since the beginning.

Hours pass by, and we won Florida, North Carolina, Ohio, Texas and other crucial states. Once we got confirmation that we had officially won Florida we were shipped off to a different area where we awaited the final result.

Screaming, shouting, hugging and crying circulated the room. My mom was hugging her brothers and my grandmother was hugging her nieces and nephews.

Pence later walked in from the balcony and looked at his family and cried.

My uncle, Mike Pence, had become the 48th Vice President of the United States.

He would be put into History books, move to Washington DC, and serve next to Donald J. Trump in the White House.

No doubt that Uncle Mike will continue to make us all proud.

My day ended at 4:32 am, with puffy eyes, proud hearts and a box of pizza.