The Right to Vote

Have you met Stephanie at barefoot in the kitchen?  I love reading her thoughts and catching glimpses of her life.  The other day she wrote this post about gratitude.  I tried to follow along with gratitude posts last year, but I didn't get very far.  I know that gratitude for the blessings in my life fills me with peace and happiness.  So, I think I'll give it a try again.

Today I'm grateful for the right to vote.  We didn't have a lot of issues on the ballot today.  I almost didn't go, but my friend called me up and asked if I wanted to catch a ride with her to the polls.  I'm so glad I did.  I'm so grateful I get to have a say.

I love it when I drop my ballot in the box and the poll worker says, "Kim Robison has voted!" I don't know why that thrills me, but it does, every time.  I feel lucky and blessed to live at a time and in a country where I can vote.  I know many women worked and sacrificed so I could.  I'm grateful for them too.