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A tough decision.

I don’t want to turn this blog into a political argument.  I really, really don’t.

Some people can get so heated and nasty when arguing over politics and I don’t want to pollute this happy place with that behavior.

That being said, and in honor of my 100th blog post (woo hoo) and the importance of this (and every) election, I felt compelled to share this quote:

“I wish my moderate Republican friends would simply be honest.  They all say they’re voting for Romney because of his economic policies (tenuous and ill-formed as they are), and that they disagree with him on gay rights.  Fine.  Then look me in the eye, speak with a level clear voice, and say, ‘My taxes and take-home pay mean more than your fundamental civil rights, the sanctity of your marriage, your right to visit an ailing spouse in the hospital, your dignity as a citizen of this country, your healthcare, your right to inherit, the mental welfare and emotional well-being of your youth, and your very personhood.’

It’s like voting for George Wallace during the Civil Rights movements, and apologizing for his racism.  You’re still complicit.  You’re still perpetuating anti-gay legislation and cultural homophobia.  You don’t get to walk away clean, because you say you ‘disagree’ with your candidate on these issues.”

-Doug Wright, Pulitzer winning playwright

I was undecided where my vote was going up until a few days ago.  That might surprise a few people, but it’s true.  Most people (I think) assume that I would automatically vote for Obama.  That makes sense.  I did last time and I totally get that assumption.  The thing is,  it’s just not as simple as it used to be, the decision that is.

Turns out i’ve wrestled with it a lot this time.

It’s not like when I was in college, an idealist with little to no responsibility.  Things are a lot different now.  I’m married to somebody whose business (and our livelihood) is greatly affected by things like tax laws and who is in office.

He and I are a family now and thus my responsibilities and priorities have changed dramatically.  My priorities now involve things like having a healthy family, saving money, our financial future, investing, buying a house, sending our future kids to college, even retirement.  Unfortunately a lot of it revolves around money, but that’s life.

I’ve started to truly understand how the way I vote doesn’t just affect the ‘greater good’ in an abstract sense, but it can and will affect mine and my families every day life directly.

Grown up life complicates things.

It’s just not as simple anymore.

You don’t get to walk away clean, because you say you ‘disagree’ with your candidate on these issues.

Or is it?

That’s what the quote made me ask myself and you know what?  It really is that simple.  For me.  This time.

I just can’t be complicit.  Some maybe can and will, but I feel like I couldn’t look at myself the same way.  I, and my priorities, have changed since being 20 and 24…absolutely.  But what hasn’t changed is my belief in the absurdity of the idea that gay people don’t deserve equal rights.  Or that women don’t deserve equal pay and decision making power over their own healthcare.

I just can’t look someone in the eye (especially my future children, whether boy or girl, gay or straight) and say that my (or my husbands) take home pay meant more to me than their rights.

So I’ve decided.

It’s pretty simple.

Mr. President

Last week I had the incredible fortune to attend a rally in Golden, CO for Barack Obama.  Not only did I get to attend, but I got to go with my friend Erin and together we got to skip the line filled with thousands of people and walk right up front into the third row of the VIP section.

It was flipping awesome.

Before the main attraction made his debut, we enjoyed several speakers who got the crowd all riled up.  The highlight for me was seeing Ken Salazar (even though he turned out to be a tragically bad public speaker).  Regardless of his speaking skills, he’s a fifth generation Coloradan and an important part of the President’s Cabinet so it was fun to see him up close and personal.

Ken was followed by a few lucky locals who got a chance to speak, pray, and ask for our votes.If you’re wondering at this point how close we were?  We were really really close.  We could not have been any closer unless we were sitting on the stage next to the podium.  I had my zoom lens with me but barely had to use it.  It was pretty epic.  

The openers wrapped up, the crowd basked in the beautiful Colorado sunshine for a few more minutes, and then just like that…there he was.

It was electric.
Our President, standing 15 feet in front of us, with the beautiful Colorado mountains behind him.  It kind of knocked my socks off for a minute.

It’s easy to think of him as just a candidate running for office, asking for your vote, campaigning away just like Romney…

…but reality hits you, and you realize that he’s not just a candidate.  He is the President of the United states and you’re getting a chance to stand in front of him and listen to him speak.

Pretty cool.

THEN, as if things weren’t amazing already, he looks directly at me and I snag maybe my favorite photo of my whole life (even though he looks kinda pissed at me).I was like a squealing girl at a rock show exclaiming to Erin “he just looked right at me, he just looked RIGHT at me!”

He covered a lot of the same topics he spoke about at the DNC, but as usual, he was effortlessly inspiring and uplifting.  I’ve told Jon several times that it’s almost unfair how much better he is at public speaking than any opponent ever could be.

Once he was done speaking, he walked the length of the front gate and spoke to the crowd, gave hugs, shook hands and was overall the most charming man of all time.At this point he was so close that I could have punched him in the face (in case any government spies are reading this…I would never punch him anywhere).  It was really fun to watch him interact with the crowd, and even more fun to see people’s reactions to him. Cheering, fist bumping, high fiving, hugging, crying etc.  That boy got a high five right after this, but someone got in my way and I missed it!  You should have seen the grin on his face afterwards.Leaving us all with an enthusiastic wave and that incredible smile the event was over and the President was gone.  It took awhile for the rush to go away, so while we waited, Erin and I posed for some patriotic photo’s of our own.It felt like a once in a lifetime opportunity and I’m really glad we went…thanks Erin!

I walked away from that day even more confident in which way I’ll be voting this November.  I’m not going to get too political on this blog, but I will say that policies, money, successes and failures aside, I just simply trust Barack Obama more than Mitt Romney.  I truly believe that deep down Obama is a good man and that he wants to do what is best for this country.  I hope he gets the chance.