These last two days have been phenomonal. For the first time in a long time, I'm hopeful for our country. I am certain that our country will be great again. Every time my coworker walks by my office, we do a little dance.
I got off work and voted on Tuesday. I went home and turned on the TV. I eagerly awaited the polls closing. I watched as Florida became very close but still wasn't called. Then as I watched Virginia become a very close race, I had a realization that this might not be a gimme for Hillary. With amazement, I watched as Florida, Ohio, and Wisconsin all went for Trump. I watched the biased media freak out and wonder how this could happen.
This is how I think it happened. The biased media always tells us how we should be. We should be for every woman's right to choose an abortion, even in the third trimester, when abortion offends me greatly. We should be welcoming for Syrians coming into our country when we have an issue with radical Islam. We should welcome men dressed as women into locker rooms with our daughters. We should welcome all illegals into our country when we do have a system in place for them to go through the hoops to become citizens.
Hillary thinks the people who like Trump are deplorable. She hob-knobs with celebrities. She panders to black people with comments about hot sauce. I was labeled as a white, uneducated to be a supporter of Trump. I just got sick of it and needed to make sure I voted. I wanted my voice heard even though I was certain it wouldn't make a difference.
Thankfully, enough people thought like me and now we have a change from establishment politics. The irony is not lost on me about the protesters. Obama was elected twice and Republicans did not protest either time. The liberals thought they had it in the bag and don't take losing well.
I'm so thankful to be an American this week.