And, yes, I am aware of how narcissistic that sounds. Yet…I contend: it is not out of the question.
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So there we were. One group of women at one table, another at another. I can only speak for myself in saying that, more than uncomfortable or stressful or ridiculous, it felt absurd and surreal. What is this really about? As infuriating as it is sad, as ridiculous as it is painful, as unnerving as it is surreal, I will cop to this: it is dangerous and destructive.
We are living in challenging times. We are at an age that our parents need us more, there is no such thing as job security or the promise of good health. Everyone, to. Marriages are shaky. Relationships are as tenuous as they are desperately needed. The stock market is eroding our sense of security every. Our children are facing a world so completely different from the one in which we grew up — more so, I would argue, than earlier generations. Schools are setting up metal detectors and armed guards at the front door. Students are required to wear lanyards not only to prove they are supposed to be there but, perhaps more to the point, to make themselves identifiable should someone run wild in the halls with an assault rifle.
Mothers are drinking wine and smoking pot just. Everything, from stem to stern is hanging in the balance. What, I ask, is to be gained in alienating others? How is it good for anyone to be unwilling to accept not only the mistakes someone else may have made, but their own missteps as well? And is digging your feet in out of pride — or, more likely, in the absence of knowing how to hit the re-wind button — beneficial to anyone?
No one wins. No one feels good. Relationships should bring feelings of support, kindness, love, acceptance, understanding and flexibility, right? It is about acknowledging that moving five but feels like 10 town away was hard and entering a new community which, for a variety of reasons — none of which were personal —that did not necessarily offer open arms was even harder. It is about starting from scratch.
Finding new doctors and dentists and dry cleaners and manicurists and gyms and restaurants and friends. Making friends is easy when your kids are little…once they are teenagers: close to impossible. It is about the challenges that come along with four children — only half of whom you gave birth to. Making my way with a young adult, a teenager a new husband and two stepsons I cannot breathe. Another mass shooting.
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Another presidential hissy fit. Another scene of increased police presence. Another kid acting out, mostly because their anger is bigger than their ability to control it. Another pain in my chest, ache in my heart. Another unpleasant interaction with someone who cannot accept that you are on their side.
Another morning of crushing news coverage. I have felt vaguely sick ever since. She is every woman. I like her. I want to have a cup of coffee with her. I want to know her. She is honest in her fears, what she remembers and what is at stake. She has nothing to gain and everything to lose.
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Her tears are real. Her resolve is strong. I want to hug her. This, my friends, could be any one of us. My heart goes out to you, Christine.
Thank you for your courage. Thank you for your honesty. Thank you for fighting for all of us. No one does. But, oh yeah: No one does. Look out for the people in your life. Answer you phone. Reach out. This wildly cute little guy is on the very far end of the Autism spectrum.
In that order. Be kind. Be compassionate. Be generous of spirit. It was short and sweet, the most meaningful words being: Arrest in the parking lot, no one was in danger, everything okay now. His response: Thanks for your email. No, really.
That was his response. You can yell at me. You can tell me you think my outfit is ugly, my hair is too big or my opinion is stupid. You can even tell me that I out and out suck. You cannot, however, lie to me. Like ever. My superpower: I always find out the truth. In my world, lying is the worst. It erodes trust.
And it pisses me off beyond belief. He got his first break in the music video for US rock band Panic! Fly high beautiful angel, we love you always. We pay for your stories! Do you have a story for The Sun Online news team? Email us at tips the-sun. You can WhatsApp us on We pay for videos too. Click here to upload yours. Sign in. All Football. Alex Matthews. View this post on Instagram. Contact Jessie Evans. Streaming and Download help.
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