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.


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

The human voice is the organ of the soul.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I have absolutely loved learning the voices of those of you I have met through this crazy blogosphere.  I have delighted in learning more about those whom I have called friends for years by reading the words they write each day.  I have been inspired by new friends as I’ve listened to the day to day changes in their voices.  I have become more confident using my own voice by the encouragement of this blogging community.  I’ve learned to embrace my ever changing voice. . .

 -may it be kind

-may it be an encouragement 
-may it be authentic
-may it point to truth.
-may it utter words of honesty.
-may it sing songs to my sweet ones as they prepare for sleep.
-may it be real
-may it be used wisely

-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.

  • Trophy Life - November 3, 2010 - 11:41 am

    thanks for those beautiful words. and i feel so sorry that C. did not get to go boating! 🙁ReplyCancel

  • Written Permission - November 3, 2010 - 5:39 pm

    First: Your daughter is adorable. There's just really no way around that. I LOL'd at my desk. 🙂 Love it!

    Second: BRAVO to you for involving your children in (and educating them about) the voting process! Very cool, Mama S.

    Third: May I say again that I adore your blog? I appreciate you as a friend and as a wonderful woman in a whole new way. Thank you for sharing yourself with us!ReplyCancel

  • cjs - November 4, 2010 - 2:04 am

    writing my last speech right now for tomorrow and struggling to find my voice amongst all the other's in my head….

    I needed to read this.

    thank you.

    and I love your comments on my blog…they are among my favorite.

    I get you.ReplyCancel

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