Voices

I used my voice today.  Well, my hands really.  Like so many others, I cast my vote.  In the chill of the morning I loaded the kids in the car and drove the 2 miles to our voting location.  I had prepped the kids the night before by telling them we would be voting and on our drive I explained that voting is how we can use our voice to help our world be the way we want it to be.  I told them what a privilege it is and how exciting it is to vote. Charlie seemed to be listening and Chanelle just wanted to know if they would have water.

Here they are. . . my little voters

If you notice Chanelle’s face. . . she looks a bit perplexed.  I opened the door for her to head back to our car and she again insisted, “Mommy, do they have water here?” I informed her she could have water as soon as we got home.  I was surprised by the tears that welled up in her eyes.  When I asked what was wrong she looked up at me with her big green eyes and said, “But Mommy, I thought we were boating.“

You cant make this stuff up.

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Speaking of voices. . . Love this quote. . .

-may it speak up against injustice
-may I know when not to use it
-may it speaks words of hope
-may it be tender
-may it be strong
-may it be joyful
-may it be hopeful
-may it speak out dreams
-may it have courage

But if my voice is used for nothing else. . .

. . . may it be to express the depths of my love to those I hold so close in my heart.