It’s common for me to think I should be doing more. The more recently has to with the November election.

It seems like every election in recent memory is the one that is going to make all the difference. They are call consequential—no matter if it’s a local or national race.

Sending postcards to help get the vote out. (Image: Kathryn Reed)

This is the first year I’ve given money for races that I can’t cast a vote for. It’s one way to be impactful beyond my front door, so to speak. On Sunday I did another thing I had never done before. I wrote postcards to voters. Thanks to my friend Jessica who posted on social media about this.

I signed up through Post Cards to Voters. It’s an easy process. You have to upload a sample of a written postcard; they give you the prompt to write. I was approved in less than an hour, then given my assignment.

You choose how many postcards you want to write. I said 25 based on what I had on hand. They want you to send them within three days of agreeing to do so. That’s why I didn’t wait; wanted it done before the workweek began.

Oh, my goodness, I don’t write by hand much anymore. I had to take breaks. I doesn’t help that my finger/hand is still not completely back to normal.

Even with this task being a literal pain in the hand, it was so worth it. It felt like I was contributing in some small way, that ideally gives people a nudge to vote and encouragement for who to vote for. The races involved in my voting push were for the U.S. Senate contest in North Carolina and the Supreme Court in that state.

I wasn’t given voters’ names, just addresses. I didn’t sign my name, just my initial.

The organization only supplies addresses. I had to supply the postcards, stamps, ink and time.