5 years, 11 months.
Over these past couple of months, you have curiously been listening to Mommy and I occasionally discuss Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump. You have definitely been interested in learning about how the upcoming election will determine our next President.
You’ve gone to sleep to the sound of all 3 of the Presidential Debates, as your bedroom is right around the corner from our TV.
I think it’s particularly interesting that you have witnessed Mommy and I sincerely try to figure out who to vote for. You are not being raised in a specifically Democrat nor a Republican household.
Instead, I feel that Mommy and I have legitimately been trying to make the right decision; not based on an allegiance to a certain political party, but instead, based on which candidate we truly believe will be the best leader for our country.
As the debates have been on, I’ve listened to some things Donald Trump has said, and I’ve turned to Mommy and said, “Okay, I totally agree with what he just said.”
But then just a few minutes later, I would say the same thing about what Hillary Clinton just said.
And the opposite is true as well: I just as much told Mommy how I disagreed with certain statements both Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump made.
For me, I just couldn’t bring myself to make a decision on which major candidate was better, or worse, for the job.
So I decided not to vote for either.
When I came home Tuesday night after participating in “early voting”, Mommy asked with a curioius smile, “So who’d you end up voting for?”
She was surprised to hear me say, “Gary Johnson.”
Not Hillary Clinton. Not Donald Trump. But instead, former New Mexico Governor Gary Johnson, the Libertarian.
He embraced the things that I liked about Clinton and Trump, without the things I didn’t like about them.
I know. The likelihood of him winning the election is not great.
I know. I ultimately took a vote away from either Clinton or Trump. But to me, that’s fine- because I didn’t favor one over the other anyway.
My conscience was not okay with me “voting for the lesser of two evils.”
Because that would still have meant I knowingly voted for someone I believed was evil.
In reality, I don’t think either Clinton or Trump are evil. I don’t see things so polarized. I see gray; not just red or blue.
That’s not to say that I believe everyone else should vote for the person I voted for. Instead, I just encourage people to actually vote- for whoever they believe is the right person.
Even Mommy. I have no idea who she will vote for, yet that has no emotional effect over me; nor does anyone else’s vote.
I have voted in every single election since I was old enough. Perhaps that has something to do with the example I saw with my own parents; your Nonna and Papa.
Clearly, I will be raising you the same way. You will see me lead by example, not by simply talking about my political beliefs, but instead, by me faithfully voting for who I personally believe is the best candidate.
It goes back to my letter to you last week about your homework assignment on your opinion whether we should still celebrate Columbus Day.
I found out from your teacher this week that you were the only student in your class who marked “no,” that we should not celebrate the holiday.
That makes me proud. Not necessarily because of the belief itself, but more so because you’re not at all afraid to be the only one to believe, in a society where mainstream society is set in their beliefs.
It’s more than okay to be different.