I can't write today and not talk about it. That's not to say I really want to either, it's been a really long, sometimes disheartening election year, and like many, I'm pretty burnt out on it.
But that doesn't mean my heart wasn't pounding in my chest at 7:00 am this morning as I walked through the drizzly rain down the sidewalk and into my polling place. There's really no doubt about it, today it feels good to be a part of the system, to cast my vote, to have my say.
For the twenty minutes I was at the polling place I felt camaraderie with my neighbors, there was a calm, quiet, yet buzzing excitement as we all waited patiently to cast our votes. It felt like we were all in this together. I was proud.
And then later I went on Facebook. Ugh. No, we are decidedly NOT all in this together. It'll be difficult to forget some of the things that have been "said" over the past few months, but especially over the last week or so.
There's a difference between disagreeing with someone on the best way to grow our economy and spewing offensive and broad stereotypes about the intelligence level of anyone who votes a certain way.
Just, lots of gross out there. Sometimes I'm good about ignoring all of that "noise", and sometimes I let it get to me.
This year there's even more at stake, with the proposed amendment to our state constitution that would define marriage between one man and one woman. That this is even on the ballot makes me sad. And ANGRY. Since when are we, as citizens of a free country, in the business of writing discrimination and hatred in to our constitution? I just don't get it.
One of my favorite things I witnessed this morning at the polling place was an election judge, an older woman, reading the ballot to a young blind man, assisting him in voting.
She read the Amendment verbiage and then said, "Do you want me to explain what that means? What the Amendment would do is..." and he stopped her.
"No. I know what it means. And I vote No."
I don't know why, it was just the one guy, but it made me so happy. As I was there to cast my own "No" vote, I guess I wanted to picture everyone around me voting the same way.
Still waiting, still hoping, watching all the election coverage with knots in my stomach.
And tomorrow is tomorrow, no matter what.
They just called Ohio. Holy crap. YES!
Oh my god. Not just Ohio. Obama has been reelected. YES!
Signing off. A celebratory glass of wine is in order.