Voting has always been a big deal to me. I remember how excited I was to turn 18 so I could register to vote. My husband is a permanent absentee voter. I don't want to do that. There is something about going to the polls and casting my vote. There is something special, something ceremonial about it. I feel important every time I do it.
I love to bring my children with me to the polls. It is a bit of a hassle, keeping them from bothering others, but it is definitely worth it. They will remember that their mother voted in every single election. I hope it teaches them how important it is. This morning my five-year-old asked me in a clear pre-schooler's voice, "Mom, who are you voting for???" I replied, "I don't need to say... it is private." I heard other voters chuckle at our exchange. As I cast my ballot for the president and for some very important propositions, I actually got tears in my eyes. As we walked out, all three of us with "I Voted" stickers, I again was choked up explaining the importance of what I had just done. I know they don't understand it now, but I am sure they will remember this someday.
This is such an important day to me. My county only does mail-in/drop-off ballots, so I voted on Saturday, but the actual day is still historic. The air is electric everywhere I go. I'm glad your children got to share this day with you.
ReplyDeleteI felt that way, too. Seeing the little old African American lady in the wheelchair who got out in the rain.... I definitely teared up. Whatever the result, I'm just proud people got out and voted.
ReplyDeleteGreat 5K race by the way! Those splits are crazy fast!!
I was thinking about that when I saw others at the polls with kids. It really is a great example to set. You can't say you didn't try if you didn't vote...
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