It is November 6, 2012.
Election Day
As much as I have been bombarded with
all the commercials
the debates
the mail from the candidates to vote for them
Radio annoucements
Democrats
Republicans
Liberals
Tea Party
Swing States
Early Voting
Voter ID
Twitter,
I still take great pleasure honor in walking into the voting booth and casting my ballot.
I feel empowered just waiting in line. I love the whole process:
telling the polling people my name
having them look for it,
Signing on the dotted line,
and the the moment when I enter the booth.
I stand in there and absorb what I am about to do.
Many people prior to me have fought for this right,
Sacrificed,
Stood up to oppression,
Died
just so I can walk to my nearest polling place and vote.
When I am happy, I tend to sing or hum. When I vote, I tend to hum the Jeopardy theme song while I look at my choices. My little ditty. I look at both sides and then start pushing the buttons to the people who I feel will do the best job.
I double check my work and then hit the final green button.
As much as I love to do this, it is over way to quickly.
I take great honor knowing I did my part.
Whatever your affiliation, vote. I am glad I passed this feeling to Donna Marie.
My daughter has done me proud she received an Excellent Voter report Card. She has voted in every election since she was eligible to vote.
She beat me to the voting booths this year!
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