I have never liked this horse and she never liked me. In five or six years that we’ve had her she has never garnered any affection from me. Today she is leaving. I am very happy to see her go, but there’s something tugging at me, nagging, if you’ll pardon the pun.
I carried five gallon pails of water to her in blizzards and through swarms of biting flies and mosquitoes. I removed the seats and filled a minivan with bales of hay countless times to feed her. Not a thank you. Wouldn’t even let me pat her head unless I snuck one while she was drinking.
All that time and effort to keep her alive. All the worry through the cold nights that she wouldn’t make it to morning. Figuring out how to pay for the hay when we could barely get by. Over now. She didn’t even look back.
I never liked that horse.
She never liked me.
I won’t miss her, but I might forget she’s gone sometimes.
Hey, American uterus owners: want to be completely put off by the idea of ever procreating? Then read this expose in the NY Post about how many women have gotten screwed by our country’s Stone Age maternity leave policies.
In Canada, you get 50 weeks of paid maternity leave. In England, you get 20 weeks paid. In Mexico, 12 paid. As a matter of fact, 178 countries around the world mandate paid leave for creating a totally new human. In America? Twelve weeks, unpaid, and only if you’ve worked for the company for at least a year, and only if your company has more than 50 employees. And they *technically* have to give you your job back, but as this article proves, your employer can probably find a way around that.
So hey, pro-lifers: where are your voices on this? Where are your rallies and signs to support new moms, instead of expecting ones? Where is there a single pro-life legislator fighting to make it easier to have a baby and keep your job? Where are the “family values” politicians when it comes to actually having a child and raising it?
I’m reblogging this because my wife doesn’t have tumblr and she would reblog this SO HARD.