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here's to (someone or something)

A phrase that precedes a toast. Here's to your continued good health! Here's to my beautiful sister Marie.

Here's to

(someone or something), an expression used as a toast to someone or something to wish someone or something well. Here's to Jim and Mary! May they be very happy! Here's to your new job!

here's to

One salutes someone or something. For example, Here's to Bill on his retirement, or Here's to the new project. This phrase, nearly always used as a toast to someone or something, is a shortening of here's a health to and has been so used since the late 1500s. Shakespeare had it in Romeo and Juliet (5:3): "Here's to my Love."

here’s to somebody/something!

used for wishing somebody/something health, success, happiness, etc., especially when lifting your glass and drinking a toast to somebody/something: Here’s to the happy couple! May they have a long and happy marriage!What a wonderful meal. Here’s to the cook!Here’s to success!
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Here's to fathers who, like us all, have blown it with their kids.
Here's to fathers who, in a trying economy, are working a job - or hours - they don't particularly like in order to support their families.
Here's to a doctor I know who'll celebrate Father's Day in Haiti - with two of his daughters scrubbing in to help him serve hundreds of patients in need.
Here's to fathers who say yes to crazy stuff - say, snow angels en route home from Bend.
Here's to grandfathers who, because of their own sons' inability to do so, have stepped up to be, in essence, fathers to their grandchildren.
And here's to those who, in a similar vein, serve as mentors to children without a father in their life.
Here's to fathers who wear the camouflage in Iraq or Afghanistan or somewhere else far from home and, today, will miss their children even more than most days.
And here's to fathers who are safe at home while their sons and daughters serve in the armed forces overseas.
Here's to fathers who have lost sons or daughters, like the man who lost his son in Iraq and, I noticed, left a fishing lure by the young man's headstone at Springfield Memorial Cemetery.
Here's to single moms who step to the plate with a strike against them but still swing for the fences; foster moms who willingly take on the pressure of pinch-hitting; and grandmothers who, in essence, become mothers again to bring up the children their sons and daughters can't or won't.
Here's to mothers who must work to make ends meet - and those gutsy enough to stay home with their kids amid a culture that frowns on it.
Here's to the mothers of prodigals whose kids are still on the run.
Here's to mothers who have lost children, some through miscarriages, some through accidents, some through disease.
Here's to a young woman I know who has been a mom now for less than a week - and already watched her daughter sent off in an ambulance to Portland.
And, finally, here's to mothers like my dinner friend, who, though not blessed with wonderful role models, have become as much themselves.