This morning tears are rolling down my face – and I am not sure why. I suspect it is the final release of emotions that began welling up three years ago and then intensified in the last three months. Our day of decision has come and our future will be decided – as it should be – by millions of voters around the country.
What is so strange about this is that for my entire adult life I have been a “numbers guy” – focused on dispassionately assessing the result of prior decisions and moving quickly to minimize the negative and altering the course to leverage the positive. And I always ask what I consider to be the central question – what will the course corrections look like in three months, a year and five years? The answer to this question drives my decisions. And so it is with the election today – but the horizon is far longer than months or years – it is generational.
The decision voters make today will not only impact the next four years, but will determine the future we hand to our children and grandchildren. Will we give the next generation the opportunity to be masters of their own futures or will we cede the decisions to the government? Each vote today says who you trust to make the right decisions – is it your children or a faceless bureaucrat in Washington DC?
The outcome today will result in one of two very different nations that we will leave to our children. I trust Americans will look to the future and make their decision in our children’s favor.
Every vote today will be recorded in eternity – and the next generation will determine if we were thinking of them or only selfishly of ourselves.
And the outcome today will determine if my tears this morning are of joy or despair.