BY: Cheryl Smith
The other night, I got into the car and Skylar was singing “Ain’t nobody gonna turn us around!”
Now, Skylar is only six years old.
Out of the mouth of babes!
As if there wasn’t already enough stuff going on, every day I wake up, I feel blessed. I wake up fighting because I know something is going to hit. I’m going to get sucker punched, knocked off my feet, or worse, so I have to be ready.
As many forecasted, the midterm elections are a hot mess.
What does a hot mess look like?
In fighting, negative campaigning, vandalizing folks’ materials, spreading lies, and, if that’s not enough, people calling races before the first vote has been cast.
I have a message for you.
I’m going to vote my conscience. I’m going to vote my heart, and I’m going to do the right thing. I hope that others are doing the right thing also.
History was my minor in college, and so I would read about valiant, honorable people who fought the good fights and today there’s proof they were on the right side of history.
They met and paid little or no attention when naysayers said, “Now is not the time,” “we need to wait,” or, “this country is not ready.”
I could go on and on, but my stomach just gets torn up as I think about our ways of thinking about moving forward.
I implore you to take a chance and make a change.
Don’t send me back into that hellhole I went into in November 2024. This is the time, and the only way we can’t do it is if we don’t do what we’re supposed to do.
Nothing beats a failure but a try.
Stop with all the negative crap and commit.
Why don’t you try to be the Warriors, the soldiers, the ones on the right side of history today?
Do it for the Skylars of the world.
