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Election Day 2012

Election day. I was at my polling place before 6:00 a.m. I was met with a long line of traffic to get to the polling place. The parking lot already packed at 5:50 a.m.  

                                       

I was not expecting the line. {Evident by the fact that I did not wear a jacket. I did bring my coffee!}

It took me 45 some minutes from the time I got out of my car to the time I got back into it. 

I can't complain. A friend of mine, who lives in Miami, posted on Facebook this past weekend that she waited in line for 9 hours in order to vote. 

Then I came home and watched the evening world news. My heart goes out to all those voters who live in New Jersey and other places hit hard by Hurricane Sandy.  My little 45 minute wait seems pale in comparison. 


I can't explain why but I always feel strong after I vote. Like I just accomplished something big.

I am like many of my friends, I am ready for the political mudslinging to be over. {Is it me, or has it been worse this year?}

But before today ends, I am going to take a moment to thank all who got out and voted. Some of you overcame more barriers than others and I say THANK YOU for your patience, your dedication to democracy, and for your passion!




Now, I am going to curl up in a blanket. Grab a glass of wine. And watch the returns.

Please feel to share any Election 2012 story that you have. I would love to hear it!

Comments

  1. Hey at least you had your coffee, that's all that matters. I went to a new place since I've moved and it was the smallest room in the community center. I will say that it's time for us younger people to step up and mandate the polls. It would have went alot faster and finding my name in the "W" would been a lot easier :) All in all, I got to work on time and I didn't have to miss any sleep.

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