Can you believe it? It's been over a year since I wrote something here. My sincere apologies. I'm not the greatist at keeping things up, except my socks. They never seem to fall down. Anyway, I digress. So, in honour of International Women's Day, I'd like to take a moment to honour all of the women in Ukraine who are taking care of their families, someone else's families, their country, and hoipefully, themselves. Their bravery is a testament to their strength and will.
Here's an excerpt from an Irish Newspaper - The Independent.
The Story of Ukraine's Women is a Story of Courage
If one were looking for symbols of true super-power, courage and strength today, you will find it not among the decorated army generals, but in the set faces of the mothers cradling their infants in the makeshift shelters of Ukraine’s cities.
With homes and hopes demolished by the “Strong man” of Europe, these heroic women are holding their families together, as the rest of the world looks on helplessly.
Their treatment is maybe a mortal insult to everything that International Women’s Day represents, but their spirit epitomises its essence. For there’s nothing more maddening for a despot, than to see defiance in a people supposedly deprived of real resistance.
Virginia Woolf wrote: “Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.”
Each new day that sees Ukraine standing up to the extreme violence of Vladimir Putin’s onslaught, further diminishes his rapidly wilting stature.
Their dignity at freezing border stations, or trying to keep their toddlers entertained in subterranean railway stations, is a story of heroism. Their plight under such indiscriminate shelling has touched the heart of the world.
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