History
I wasn’t going to vote. I really didn’t think it was right to go in there and vote with the attitude of “I guess I’ll just vote for….” Those that kept saying “You HAVE to vote!” No I don’t. Not if I don’t know who I want to vote for.
So I went and met a friend for after work dinner and got done by 6:30 and decided I knew who I wanted to vote for. Walked in the place at 6:50 with absolutely NO line and cast my vote.
So there I did it.
It was an historic evening for sure and it was exciting watching Obama make his acceptance speech and seeing the older black folks cry cause they never thought they’d live to see the day.
I’m a little disturbed by my Christian bretheren’s cries of “OH NO”. Stoppit. God is still in control regardless.
I soaked up the History of it all and I am proud to be an American.
Regardless of who you voted for, I’m proud of you for taking part instead of standing on the sidelines and letting someone else do it for you. Thank you.
I’m proud of my country and optimistic about the future. What I appreciate the most is that Mr. Obama doesn’t promise us that it’ll be easy – just that we have more work to do. It was history in our lifetime – worth celebrating no matter which side of the election you were on.
I still think that if I hadn’t have decided, from my gut, who I thought I should click the button for, that it wouldn’t have been right for me to go in there.