A Spring of Joy

Today I voted for the candidate and amendments that I believe are best for our state, for our nation. I know millions are doing this same thing all across America.

Far too often I take this freedom for granted. This freedom to walk into a voting booth without fear. This freedom to make my voice heard. Freedom to put pen to paper and fight for the rights of myself and others.

(I rarely make any political statement here. Partly because I am not well-versed in politics, and partly because that’s not really what my blog is all about. Partly because some people just like to argue, and politics often presents that open door. I’m just not up for that. Partly, because I’m proud, and I don’t want people to see my struggles to understand politics. Partly, because I’m fearful to put it out there knowing some people might not like what I have to say.)

But I will say this.

I’m thankful for freedom.

Freedom to choose.

Freedom to pray for our nation, our leaders.

Freedom to disagree with those leaders.

Freedom to say something if I choose.

Freedom to remain quiet if I choose.

Freedom to vote.

Because when I voted, I spoke.