1/ After a lot of reflection, we’ve made the difficult decision to begin winding down operations. The platform will officially sunset in June.
This is not an easy message to write.
My Mother was a freight train. I’m not sure that has ever been said about her before.
But for some reason it feels so natural to say that. If you knew her, even for a moment. Like a train, you felt her there.
She was one of the last people left in this world that gave you more than what you ask for. She was there for her family and not an ounce less, ever.
She was fierce in that. She got up in the morning and chose relentless. Like a train, she carried.