I get that “big kid” feeling every time I go vote. It’s been a few years. Okay, if you go by 4 year increments I’ve gotten to vote a total of 3 “big” elections. I wonder how long it will be before that feeling goes away and I just feel old. I love reading about women who have fought for the right to vote. It isn’t so much for the freedom to be like, “I don’t want to vote for who my husband votes for” but the general overall freedom it grants that women do have brains and can think, unlike the old thought of women being too weak and stupid to know these things. Personally, if my husband’s vote counted as 2 votes for us, I would be fine with never voting. We align well. I chose him because we align well in every aspect. I cannot imagine the strife it could cause if we didn’t get along politically or religiously. I’m too passionate about what I believe in.I know there are others who believe their husband can make that choice for them.
But here’s the thing. Your vote COUNTS. Don’t let someone vote FOR you. Don’t say your husband’s vote counts for you because the rest of the field isn’t playing that way. EACH VOTE COUNTS.
I already heard someone today say they are happy with how things are so if they voted they would vote for it to stay the same. Since they want it to stay the same they aren’t voting. How about if I don’t tell you what I told my husband he could say to him? Frankly if you really don’t care what happens in our government, don’t vote. Don’t screw with the results of people who DO care. But it bugged me. It really bugged me. This person has been given a right to voice their choice and is letting it go. Of course, don’t you know if things no longer “stay the same” he will be the first one whining. Shut it. You don’t have a right to make me listen to your whining if you couldn’t use your voice when you had the chance.
Keep it the same, make a change. No matter what, USE YOUR VOTE and be thankful you have the freedom to vote.