At long last, election day is here.
It’s been a long, contentious, embarrassing campaign. The stakes are incredibly high. But today, with my head held high, I will cast my vote for Hillary Clinton.
Our garage is a polling place once again. A line formed shortly before 7:00 and we’ve had a steady stream of voters ever since. It’s 8:20 am as I write this. Our polls close at 8:00 pm, and since we live in California, we are one of the last states to vote other than Hawaii.
I’ve been a bundle of nerves for days, but today I feel a sense of calm. We all get one vote and all votes count. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
I wish my mom were alive to see it. She was a staunch defender of women’s rights and supported early candidates such as Shirley Chisholm. Mom died in 2008, a few weeks after we elected Barack Obama, but she’d slipped into dementia at that stage of her life so she never knew.
Shirley Chisholm said:
The emotional, sexual, and psychological stereotyping of females begins when the doctor says, “It’s a girl.
Tremendous amounts of talent are lost to our society just because that talent wears a skirt.
You don’t make progress by standing on the sidelines, whimpering and complaining. You make progress by implementing ideas.
She was a remarkable woman, ahead of her time.
Here are a few posts from fellow bloggers that I think you’ll enjoy.
America Votes! by Stacy P. Fischer of Visual Venturing
Loving Hands and Nasty Women by KerryCan of Love Those Hands at Home
And to tickle your funny bone, assuming you share my sense of humor, here are several clips from Randy Rainbow:10 Times Randy Rainbow Slayed the Election. His beautiful voice and dead-on parodies have helped keep me sane.
Voting with my Votes for Women pin (thank you Laurie) while wearing a white dress
Let’s shatter this glass ceiling once and for all. Tomorrow can’t get here soon enough.