My former work colleague (a Target supervisor) had left her job at the Bullseye to pursue some personal dreams.
Shortly after, her middle child got diagnosed with a serious leukemia.
They were doing okay, as well as they could do with a very sick child, and the pandemic hit.
Her husband got furloughed and the unemployment didn’t kick in.
So, she started personalizing color-changing tumblers to make a little grocery money.
I gave the teenager one for band camp that says “low brass witch.” Mine is “Mama witch.” I gave it to her on her birthday.
She hasn’t set it down.