I love election season. I loved it before I could vote. It meant hours of listening to talk radio and watching the news with my father, debating the different issues and candidates.

Our discussions became our quality time and then a career when I decided to become a journalist.

Even though we didn’t always agree, it made him proud knowing that he ignited a shared passion for democracy and the process, a passion that has remained with me my whole life.

I’m now a parent of three children who attend school in the Fountain Hills Unified School District, and I still love election season.

When I received my yellow envelope in the mail, I got that same feeling of excitement knowing my voice will be heard. I can approve the continuation of the override that supports our schools because our teachers and children deserve the best.

I can fill in that little black line next to Karl Gaardsmoe and Wendy Barnard for School Board because I know how tirelessly they volunteer to make this community better for our families.

Win or lose, I will know that I participated. What disheartens me is that a small percentage of voters in my demographic take advantage of this privilege.

The ballot comes to us in the mail and all we have to do is fill it out and put it back in the mail or drop it off at Town Hall by Nov. 4. Exercising our right to vote has never been easier: no lines, no crowds, no rushing, no excuses.

I’d like to take this opportunity to implore my fellow peers to find that passion. Participate in the democracy our constitution defines, the democracy our soldiers put their lives on the line to protect.

Do it for you, do it for our community, do it for your children. Every vote counts!