My son came over a few Fridays ago. He had a friend with him that I've known since the boys were in 6th grade. They are 19, going on 20 now and ready to vote for the first time.
Chase told me he had some questions. He works with people who are pro-Obama and I knew he would eventually have questions. He said they've been saying horrible things about Romney/Ryan and the Republican Party. He figured he was hearing rubbish, but wanted to discuss it with me. He said he knew I wouldn't follow someone like the Romney he was hearing about.
I told him to ask me anything he wanted, and if I didn't have an answer, we would research it together. We talked about Christianity (I loved having that chance the most!), taxes, welfare, unions, and abortion. He's very strongly pro-life but he struggles when someone talks about a woman's right to do what she wants with her body.
I enjoyed our conversation immensely, and watching him work through each issue was a delight. It made me proud to know for sure that I've raised a fantastic young man (with the help of my mother and grandmother until he turned 13), and almost no help from his father. He has a strong work ethic at a much younger age than I did. He thinks about others far better than I did at his age.
There's no real reason for this post other than to brag a little bit about how proud I am of my son. We're voting together this year and then going to breakfast. I'm hoping it will be a tradition for us for years to come. He went with me to vote the last two Presidential elections. He was so excited the second time. The first time was a pain. Haha!
