Life is Beautiful

I woke up at 4 am today nervous, worried and frightened.

The news of election was not what I had hoped. My “team” didn’t win, I should be used to this feeling being a Hawkeye fan, but it still stung.

Using the same sports analogy, I explained the outcome to the kiddos. Sometimes you win sometimes you lose. It’s ok to be sad, but you need to be a good sport too. They then ran off to play sword fight, so I’m sure they are fine.

When it comes to day-to-day life we will be fine. Who is President will have no impact on the sun rising and setting, on what I will have for lunch or whether we are late to school for the gazillionth time this year.

Most of what happens around us is beyond anyone’s control, even the President. With the exception of lunch options and getting to school on time.

The bigger picture is life still goes on, and there is much to be grateful for.

My kids live in a safe neighborhood where they can walk by themselves to school.

They go to a GREAT school, with great teachers.

I can share my opinions without fear.

I can enjoy a cup of coffee and smile at the little boy hopping around the coffee shop pretending to be a frog.

I can run into old acquaintances and chat like no time has passed.

The lump in my breast was just extra boob tissue.

The sun is shining and it’s a wonderful day.

The worry has faded, the fear will subside and life is beautiful.


Hello Sun

There will be a Wednesday

Tomorrow I will vote for the first woman president.

Tomorrow you may vote for the other guy, or you may not vote at all.

I don’t have a crystal ball nor a time machine, so the outcome is a mystery.

One side will win and one will lose, but…

There will still be a Wednesday.

The world will not end.

I will not move to Canada {even though I think it’s pretty cool}.

It will just be Wednesday.

The cacophony of the election will fade and we will be left with Wednesday and an internet full of cat videos and Kardashian memes.

Life will keep moving.

We will still go to work.

Our children will still go to school.

We will chat about our kids’ accomplishments, and share the latest mom life meme.

We were friends before this circus of an election and we will be friends after.

I will respect your opinions as yours and I will hope for the same in return. I’m ready to get on with life, my life. Not a candidate’s life full of emails, and tapes and all the BS. It’s time for Wednesday.

Are you ready because I am?

So cast your vote tomorrow, and we can meet for coffee afterward and talk about anything but this crazy election.

Wednesday After the Election

Thankful for … The Process

As I’ve mentioned before, we live in a swing state.

This means we are bombarded with political ads, and even politicians themselves.

While I’m not about to hop on a political soapbox, I DO want to talk about the process.

A process that we as Americans often take for granted.

The moment I was old enough to vote, I should have been overjoyed and excited at the prospect of participating in democracy at its finest. Instead, I didn’t even register to vote until the Bush vs. Gore election, which as we all know was a total cluster of Chads.

That was a DECADE, yes a freaking DECADE, after I was eligible to vote.

However, after that election, I vowed to participate. I wanted to add my voice to the masses. A good friend told me, “If you don’t vote you can’t complain about the system.” We all know how I LOVE to complain and conspiracy-theory the shit out of “The System”.

So voting was my free pass to do so.

This election year has been the pinnacle of my involvement in the process. If anything good has come out of this soap opera of an election it is this.

I participated in the Iowa Caucus, first time EVER.


Iowa Caucus

I put a candidate’s sign in my yard.


Election 2016

I even waited in line over FOUR hours to see a candidate speak.


Election 2016


As I watched the candidate on stage, I was overcome with gratitude. In other countries this wouldn’t be happening, I wouldn’t have the privilege to meet candidates, to share my opinions on Facebook and Twitter. {Sure there were a few troll comments, but overall everyone kept their cool}

As I was leaving the candidate’s rally that day I was stopped by a reporter for Iowa Public Radio. She wanted a sound bite or two. She was amazed to discover this was the first candidate I ever saw in person, especially living in Iowa. I told her “This election is different, and I NEED to be here.”

We all NEED to be here – be part of the process, because without our voices democracy dies.

No matter what happens next week, I will always remember this election. Not for its drama {ok, maybe partly because of the drama} But mostly because I finally let my voice be heard.