Bless the women who braved pregnancy. Who told us they’d be there for us before themselves, and were tested time and time again to stand by their words and did so. Bless the women whose minds failed them like poverty and are only allowed to see their babies for a couple of days. Bless the women who stay for the kids. Bless the women with dead children, for days like today remind them of their loss. And bless the men who stepped up to that roll. All others, step down.
All businesses trying to profit from that strength, step down. You can have New Years, Valentine’s Day, Thanksgiving, Christmas, but don’t dare touch the hands that forged Santa’s signature before we knew better.