My mother, no matter what, always voted. Often, election day fell on her birthday and it took on extra significant meaning. She passed on that sense of civic duty to her daughters. We always vote, no matter what. And, that was the case yesterday.
I had to make an extra long trip to go out to the early voting sites. I woke up early and had my plan. I had lemonheads, chips and a Coke Zero. I had my playlist and was ready. Well, except for lack of gloves. I completely forgot that we were on the cusp of November and that my hands were likely to be cold. I don’t handle the cold very well. I hive. And, that’s not a good look.
Regardless of lack of gloves, I was good standing in the long winding line. I waited three hours to cast my vote. Three hours! It’s what my mom would have wanted and it’s what I did. Regardless of the outcome, I know I did my part.