I have not been in school for over a decade, so why did I spend my evening cramming? Because there is an election today and I forgot about it until the very last minute. It’s not that I don’t care, I do- I care very much. It’s just that the information came, I let it sit in the hallway until I could get to it and I never got to it. If I didn’t care, I just wouldn’t vote, but I can’t stand the idea of willingly giving up my voice.
I remember the very first time I voted. It felt like such a big deal. I got all choked up when I went and on the walk home I cried. I grew up with a single immigrant mother that did not become a citizen until recently, therefore I was never part of a tradition of voting, I had to start my own. It may sound silly, but being part of something so monumental was humbling.
I feel guilty for letting this election sneak up on me and being so uninformed. It’s not right, it’s not good. I know that I’m just one of many, but I still count, what I think still matters. If I want the right to complain about the state of affairs then I must assume the responsibility of being an informed participant.
Don’t be like me: be informed. And if you have the right, the privilege, then please, pretty please vote!