Missing the Election
One thing that has occurred to me in the past year or so (this is my 4th year in the UK), is that I get homesick when I’m missing things in the USA. I don’t mean ‘missing’, like thinking-about-things. I mean ‘missing’ as in, I-wasn’t-there-to-see-it-happen. It starts with the family tradition of going out for breakfast every Sunday… then birthdays that you wish you could help celebrate, and the 4th of July, and even Election Day.
History is going to be made today in America, the country I have no choice but to love. We will (hopefully) have the first black president of the United States. OR the first female nut-job, I mean Vice President in the US. This is a BIG DEAL… and I feel like I’m missing it.
Here’s a question for all my fellow American ladies in Yorkshire. Is it embracing more British things that makes us feel more like a fit in the UK? Like Marmite and dry sarcasm? Or is it missing-out on more American things that makes us feel like semi-outsiders in the US? Like Election Day and fireworks on the 4th of July?
I’m going to start watching the coverage of the Election at 11:15 on the BBC. And I’m going to watch as long as I can, until I pass out from exhaustion. And I’m going to watch history being made from thousands of miles away.
And although I won’t be surrounded by Americans, shouting American things, I am going to feel VERY American watching my country’s history being written right before my eyes.
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