Right after I write this, I’m taking out the trash (trashday never stops!) and walking down the street to the polls. I get to walk to vote. My friend went to another town 4 hours away so she could watch her baby, dressed in white carrying her baby, vote before catching the train home so she could vote.

I’m dressing in white because I’m a woman and I get to vote. And I honor that right.

My feed is filled with voting. Neighbors, with differing views, being Americans. Yay!

And when the fog is lifted, we will still be neighbors. Let us commit to this: we will still be friends. Because voting is as American as apple pie. Hatred is not. Let us Peace as best we can.