On Tuesday, I woke up near tears. I looked through pictures of my mother, grandmothers, and great grandmothers. I read about a boy with Cerebral Palsy being bullied and kicked out of a Trump rally and then the tears came. But most of the day I spent in excitement. I read Pantsuit Nation posts on facebook. I made this post about YA authors and voting. Totally blissed out, even having the end tail of the stomach flu wasn’t getting me down.
On Tuesday, I put on my The Future Is Female t-shirt. I wore pearls and red lipstick to vote. On the way home from the polls, my roommate and I bought champagne. We drank a small toast (stomach flu be damned!) when we got home and saved the rest of the bottle for later. I think it’s still sitting in the fridge. Continue reading “On Tuesday”
