US *In which, I wax political*

Us.

No,
not US and THEM
Just:  Us.

Have you seen an image of earth from space? A little blue marble, in the middle of a whole lot of mystery. It's just US folks.  Us. We're all in this together.

The person we elect tomorrow has an immense and unbelievably difficult and challenging job. An extraordinary job.
A terrifying job.
A job with responsibility for caring for everyone: the sick, the old, the young, the rich, the poor.

As you make your choice, please, think about us, all of us.

Think about inclusivity rather than exclusivity.

We are all in the same boat, even if it rarely feels that way.

I wish we could trade divisiveness for togetherness, without the aid of foreign threat.
I wish somehow we could just see that we are all in this together.


As we stood in the cold, I stuck a pro choice sticker on my baby and my husband asked, so you are choosing for her? And I said, no.  Pro choice is all about maintaining choice, it allows her to choose whatever is right for her.

Inclusivity.

Please vote.

'nuff said.