I just discovered a Biden voter in of all places right in my own backyard. This was truly so out of the blue.
A possible, please let it be a good omen.
I’ve spent the day feeling as anxious as if I were expecting biopsy results. Unable to concentrate, I decided to go outside and clear some deadwood off my property. It seemed just the right type of activity for this Election Day.
I am always a bit hesitant to appear in front of my house on Election Day as I am a blue dot on a red street filled with Trumpers. Suddenly I saw my next-door neighbor approaching and I felt a sense of dread.
We got into a discussion and being a good citizen I asked if she had voted and she said yes. In fact there had been no wait and there were no voters at the polls. She commented she was concerned about mailing in her vote and not being counted.
I knew well enough not to engage this lifelong Republican in who she voted for.
But she started talking about the utter dread she was feeling if the election went a certain way. I of course commiserated despite knowing we were on different sides. I distracted myself with raking when I heard her mention Trump.
I gulped and asked if she was for him.
She was suddenly taken aback and asked me with eyes wide open if I was for Trump. Laughing at the question I answered absolutely not. Did she not know she was living next door to a liberal progressive?
And then to my surprise, she mentioned she and her husband just voted for Joe Biden. They absolutely despise Donald Trump.
I was shocked but thrilled and once I opened that can of worms I couldn’t get her to stop yapping about how awful Trump has been. It may have been COVID that finally pushed her over the edge, but it was not the only thing.
In 2016 their house was full of Trump lawn signs. So, right now I am feeling very hopeful.
Reinvigorated, I’m going back to disposing of the dead debris. Let’s hope the votes reflect the same thing.