Last week, as I was out canvassing in Chesterfield County, I was happy to see a very kind and familiar face respond to my door knock. Kimberly, a friend and colleague from work, embraced me as soon as she opened the door and shared her excitement about the campaign. Although I don’t typically receive such an enthusiastic reception, most of my conversations at the doors these past few months have been overwhelmingly reaffirming and supportive.
It was at that moment, sitting in my minivan, that I realized I had a choice. I could remain unheard, unseen, and unrepresented; or, I could speak out, be visible, and dare to claim for myself and other marginalized communities the right to full participation in our democracy.