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The only thing I'm pissed off about
Nov. 3rd, 2004 11:12 am.. is the fact that both mine & my husband's ballots were mailed from the same place on Monday, yet his was logged as received in yesterday's batch and mine still isn't even in today's batch report this morning. What is up with that? I'll patiently wait a few more days & hope that it's stuck in a pile somewhere before making phone calls, but I'm disturbed that my vote doesn't matter yet. As for everything else, what can I say? I'm disappointed but do not condone vindictiveness, self-righteousness or over-generalizations of anyone or any group regarding this election.
I understand people being highly charged right now and venting accordingly, but I'm modeling a positive, hopeful & understanding place for my son in our world despite many things going on that I don't agree with. Kieran will grow up in a house where he will see us researching & reading, sitting down in the living room to discuss issues (and no, we don't agree on all of them), and finally filling in the bubbles on our ballots and putting them in the mail. When things don't go as we had hoped after the votes are tallied, he will see our disappointment but not disrespect for the outcome. We will talk about what we can do on a personal level to work for what we feel is the right thing for our neighborhood, our city, our state, our country, our world. One day, he will join us in voting for our future when my hair is turning grey. He'll have this as a base foundation to draw on in understanding the honor and privilege that informed voting entails. I had none whatsoever when I was growing up. I will make a difference for my son, which will make a difference for our future.
Our kids are watching, listening & absorbing everything both spoken & unspoken. Last night in class we had an amazing First Nations speaker that literally made my heart tingle... he put into words so much of the core essence of who I am. Like him, I believe in the power of love, not the love of power.
And that's all I have to say about it.
I understand people being highly charged right now and venting accordingly, but I'm modeling a positive, hopeful & understanding place for my son in our world despite many things going on that I don't agree with. Kieran will grow up in a house where he will see us researching & reading, sitting down in the living room to discuss issues (and no, we don't agree on all of them), and finally filling in the bubbles on our ballots and putting them in the mail. When things don't go as we had hoped after the votes are tallied, he will see our disappointment but not disrespect for the outcome. We will talk about what we can do on a personal level to work for what we feel is the right thing for our neighborhood, our city, our state, our country, our world. One day, he will join us in voting for our future when my hair is turning grey. He'll have this as a base foundation to draw on in understanding the honor and privilege that informed voting entails. I had none whatsoever when I was growing up. I will make a difference for my son, which will make a difference for our future.
Our kids are watching, listening & absorbing everything both spoken & unspoken. Last night in class we had an amazing First Nations speaker that literally made my heart tingle... he put into words so much of the core essence of who I am. Like him, I believe in the power of love, not the love of power.
And that's all I have to say about it.
