Going back to my post the other day, I’m not trying to be smart or condescending. I don’t want to write this in a way that make you think I’m shaming you into voting, or that you’re an idiot if you voted for one candidate over another.
What I want to write about is how I have freedom. That as a woman in her 20s, I have the right to dress how I want, to education where I choose, to marry when I want, to my own bank accounts, my own job, to have or not have children and to vote. It is stunning to me that this election season brought up horrendous statements about women’s work and health issues, including the useless and hurtful monologues about rape. It is TWENTY-TWELVE people.
Politics make me so angry that I basically abstain. But I voted. My husband is a teacher. I am a woman of child-bearing age. These elections actually affect my life directly. And for that, I’m grateful for my right to vote, to choose, and to all of the women who came before me that cleared this path for me.
For the month of November, I write each day about something I’m grateful for and call it Grateful Season. It’s my way of reviewing the amazing year I’ve had and helps me focus on blogging during the crazy holiday season uptick. Feel free to join me – just make sure you let me know!