Recently, photographs of Erika Kirk and J.D. Vance embracing went viral. Seemingly everyone had something to say about where the hands were, what she was wearing, and the future of the vice president’s marriage.

STOP. Let’s be human beings, shall we? This. Woman. Is. Grieving.

Erika Kirk is undergoing an intense trauma with few parallels. Imagine having your husband murdered, on camera. Imagine those images going around the web. Imagine having young children and knowing that no matter what you do, you can’t protect them from the fact that those images are out there. Waiting for them.

Yes, J.D. Vance is a spineless, morally bankrupt tool. A chaser of the wind and wherever it blows. An authoritarian sell-out. He deserves all the criticism. All the time.

But you know what? Get those jokes about that hug out of your mouth. They are tasteless. The last thing this woman needs right now is criticism for normal behavior–a hug with a friend while she’s going through the wringer. And critiquing her clothes? No. I haven’t been in feminism for a few decades to go along with demonizing women based on their wardrobe choices.

It has been less than two months since the murder. Erika is allowed to grieve, to be. She deserves our grace. No matter where you fall on the political spectrum.