100 years ago, Susan B. Anthony died, more than a decade before she could legally have voted. But legalities did not stop this courageous woman from casting her first vote for Ulysses S. Grant in the presidential elections. She was soon arrested. Fourteen years later, in 1920, the 19th Amendment was ratified granting women the right to vote.
In 2008 many believed, including myself, that there would never be a more monumental election than that of Barack Obama. Yet here we are just eight years later and once again we find ourselves on the edge of history.
“There never will be complete equality until women themselves help to make laws and elect lawmakers.” ― Susan B. Anthony
Now here we are in 2016 and another presidential election is upon us. As women we often take for granted what Susan B. Anthony and all the brave suffragettes fought so hard to achieve and here we are with a woman candidate who may very well be our next President of the United States.
Our past is an honorable one of hard work, dedication, perseverance and belief in a better tomorrow. As we cast our votes today and every election in the future let us not forget what it means to our ancestors legacy and future generations of Susan B. Anthony’s and Hillary Rodham Clinton’s, who will continue breaking through that glass ceiling.
Last week I discussed the quest for perfection. Now I had intended to answer some of my own questions about this subject and reflect on how much I have improved in this area of my life. But then came the past seven days and suddenly I am looking at this insatiable need in me and I am beginning to understand it just a little more clearly.
I am a mother to two fantastic daughters. One is in her first year of college and the other is getting married in a few short weeks. The wedding is a big deal; out of town guests, showers, many hours planning and making bouquets and center pieces, stretching dollars till they break and so much more. In the middle of this chaos I also have two dogs whom I love. One is aging much quicker than I want and another who is my youngest daughter’s best buddy has been sick off and on the past few years but there is a surgery to fix the problem and he should be all better…or so we thought.
Last week I got him groomed and all ready to meet with the surgeon and get things taken care of. Then comes the bad news. It will cost many thousands to try to fix his problem. Secondly, there is only about a 50% chance it will even work. Now as I said I am a single mother with one getting married and another in college. I am wearing shoes with holes and stretching pennies in more ways than I can count. There is no option here. I just cannot do it.
So now this mother who wants everything to be wonderful for my children has to tell my tender-hearted, loving child that I have to put her dog down. His condition is deteriorating and he is often in severe pain and it breaks my heart listening to his cries. The only thing worse right now is seeing the pain in my daughter as she faces this realization.
I just wish so much that I was perfect. Not for myself. Not for the accolades. Not for any legacy or pat on the back. I simply wish I was perfect so I could make my daughters’ lives perfect.
As parents we want the best for our children but we know it is impossible and often those hardships bring growth and maturity for them. But sometimes, no matter how old they are, they are still our babies and we just want to dry their tears and make things perfect.
But we can’t.