Labels

I am not a political person.  Sure, I have political beliefs, but I do not blast them from the rooftops, or share them with just any person.  If I talk politics with you, I have to know you very well and feel comfortable enough with you to be able to disagree.  I was raised this way.  In our house we lived by the code that there were three things you did not discuss with others.  Politics, religion, and money.  These three topics cause more hurt, hate, and arguments than any other.

As we near election day, I am seeing so much hate being spewed.  Political parties sending out mailers with slanderous words used to attack their opponent.  Facebook posts of people who one minute post about harmony and love, and the next calling people of opposite political parties names.  My “friends” have posted political memes that are geared toward shaming my political party.  Instead, they are calling me names based on a label that I have.

Based on these two memes, I am either mean, selfish, greedy or I am stupid.  Apparently, those are my choices.  I am more than my political party.  I am more than the label that a “friend” has placed on me because of my political party.  Truthfully, I am not sure I identify with either of them.  I am affiliated with one, mostly because that is what my dad was, and that was what I checked.  I didn’t know what either party stood for.

Political party affiliation is just another label that we can use to spew hate.  It ranks up there with race, gender, and religion.  While I am labeled in so many ways in my life, that doesn’t mean that I am anti-the other people.  I can be opposite someone and still love them.  I can disagree with people and still love them.  I don’t have to resort to name calling.   My “labels” don’t define me, and they don’t determine how I treat others.

I am a woman, but I have/had a husband, sons, dads, brothers, nephews, uncles, cousins, and friends who are male.  I want what is best for all of them.

I am white, but I have sons, friends, and family who are not.  I want what is best for all of them.

I am a Christian, but I have family and friends who are not.  I want what is best for all of them.

I am a college graduate, but I have family and friends who are not.  I want what is best for all of them.

I am a homeschool parent, but I have family and friends who are not.  I want what is best for all of them.

I am a (insert political party here), but I have family and friends who are not.  I want what is best for all of them.

I am straight, but I have family and friends who are not. I want what is best for all of them.

My label doesn’t make me who I am.  I make me who I am.  I choose to be tolerant. To spread kindness and love.  I will love you just the same regardless of your label.  I will treat you just the same regardless of your label.  What matters to me is how you treat those I care about.   What matters to me is who you are as a person.  No label can define that.

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