The Vote

I love to vote. I remember turning 18 one October over 13 years ago, and being thrilled that in less than a month I would get to vote for the President of the United States. I felt so bad for all of those 17 year olds that barely missed out. I woke up this morning feeling nervous and excited. I wanted to head straight for the polls, but because I didn't want to scare the other voters (I look pretty scary in the mornings), I chose to get ready, and then had to wait for Sadie to wake up from her nap! But by mid-morning I had voted, and it was great. As I stood before the voting booth and made my choice, I felt such happiness. I knew I had made the right one for me.

(See how happy voting makes Sadie)

Some voting highlights:

• I got to take all of my kids with me. It is so cool to me that they get to come and see the process. However, I may not have found this so cool if I would have had to wait in a long line. But I didn't, I walked right in.

• The election workers were so friendly and helpful, especially to my kids.
• A nice old woman walked in through the handicapped entrance and when she saw me trying to take a picture of my kids she offered to take one for us. I love this picture, even though it is out of focus, because the lady could barely walk, her hands shook as she was taking it, but she still found time to offer service to me. Not to mention she came to the polls to vote even though it was probably difficult for her.
  

• As I was leaving to go vote, I was met at the door by two ladies that were there to make sure I had a way to get to the polls. I loved being able to tell them that I was on my way right then, and especially loved the excitement in their eyes and the high five I was able to share with them. I don't mind the visits to the door, or the phone calls, regardless of party. I truly respect those willing to donate their time for a cause they believe in. I have also found that everyone I have talked to at the door or on the phone, has been very respectful when I told them my choice (unfortunately I can't say the same for some people I actually know in real life).
• As we were leaving, two young men were handing out the voting stickers. They were so fun and friendly and insisted that we all take one.

• I loved the way I felt after I had cast my vote. I had a realization that it doesn't matter what negative things I have heard, I know my truth.

If you love to vote like me, or if you don't (again I am all about personal choice) I hope your day was a great one!