I grew up very sheltered and was regretfully fed a message that I was weaker then boys, needed to be protected, fearful of the world and there were things “girls” just didn’t do. I don’t think it was my parents intentions to instill this message but it still happened. It was surely out of love that they protected me. I was the youngest of four and the only daughter. I wasn’t the rebellious type and just went along with it, accepted life as it was and didn’t know any better. It wasn’t till many years later that I began to realize that not all girls were sheltered like me. Some girls got to do what the boys did or whatever they wanted to.
I hope and pray I set my daughters free and encouraged them to believe they can do anything they want. Maybe having the internet at their fingertips is a big advantage. They can see beyond their shelter and can see the bigger picture.
On that note, making up for a LOT of lost time, it’s finally my turn to start trying those forbidden activities. Today I’m building my first model rocket. I maybe a middle aged (late 50’s) woman, but this is something I would have liked to have been encouraged to do when my brothers got to. I spent a lot of time watching my brothers build electronics, build rockets, rebuild car engines, tinker in the family photo darkroom, go rock climbing and backpacking and on ski trips with their buddies. I was never allowed or encouraged to explore the world on my own. Instead, I learned to sew, cook, clean house and garden. Sexist much?
Sadly, the election did not turn out as expected. The poles were wrong and we’re learning about the influence that social media may have played in affecting the outcome of this election. I had hoped that 2016 would have been the year we saw a woman elected as President. I still have faith that we will see a great woman leader in my lifetime. The following is still my hope.
How wonderful it will be for all our daughters to live in a nation where a woman CAN and WILL be POTUS. Confirmed by a woman leader that will help tear down the inequalities and help heal this nation.
Wondering what it will be like for my future grandchildren to never know any difference between who can be a leader.
Passed by Congress June 4, 1919, and ratified on August 18, 1920, the 19th amendment granted women the right to vote. The 19th amendment guarantees all American women the right to vote.
Will we get our lives back? Will the anxiety go away? Will “America be great again”? Wait, we aren’t great?
This years election cycle has been really ugly. What it has done is make me even more conscientious of my voting rights and choices as a woman. I have always read initiatives and propositions but this year I went through them at least three times and read for myself the actual text of the initiatives. None of this reading the arguments for and against or allowing myself to be swayed by the media. I decide for myself. I reflected on my personnel values and ethics and thought hard about the choices I was making.
The final work of filling out my ballot spanned 7 days. That gave me time to really mull things over. I like to think things through without being pressured.
It was nice when the first door to door canvasser came by yesterday I could say, “I’ve already voted.” Yep, the ballot is in the envelop, sealed and ready to be dropped of this morning downtown. Almost a week early.
I am worried though, will the elected candidate for president be able to unify this divided nation? The ugliness and marginalizing of fellow humans has me really frightened. I’m concerned that some American’s are living with so much fear of their fellow humans just because they practice a different religion, have a different sexual orientation or are the opposite sex, their skin is a different shade or they are poor, a refugee or from another country. I also want a leader that leads by example with a high standard of morals and compassion demonstrated by their personal life and behaviors. And for God’s sake can speak above a fourth grade level.
Well, the waiting is almost over. I pray that the people of this nation will accept the results of the election. I fear that there may be violence and unrest after the election.
I know how much thought and education it took for me to make my informed decisions on the 17 state initiates this year on the California ballot. California has the longest ballot in the nation this year. I’m worried that the average American (a “C” student) doesn’t have the education to comprehend what they are voting for or why. Many are just doing as they are told and voting on emotions based on false ideals. By visiting rural areas of states like Pennsylvania this fall and speaking with locals, I get their frustrations. It was good to understand better where they are coming from.
Now, back to that 19th amendment thing. My mom was born in June of 1919. She told me stories that she obviously was told about how her mother (my grandmother) marched and fought for this right of women to vote. I wonder if she shared these stories with my brothers. She always took voting seriously and all women must take voting seriously.
The time is right for a woman, mother and grandmother to heal this nation. This nation is in need of some serious mothering.
Thankful for my therapy dog who faithfully stayed by my side while through out this election cycle.