#notallfamilies ;-)

One of my closest friends has an 18-month old. I have known this wonderful little human since visiting her and her mother the day after she was born.

This is terribly heartbreaking.

That’s really frightening!

I’m so sorry.

I don’t know if she was jaded. It felt more like watching something that you’ve just come to accept (even though it annoys you) happen to someone else and you are reminded how frustrating/annoying/upsetting it is.

THAT is a phrase I will learn to say for when I am next there!

When they left the French woman seated behind me said, “You have to be careful with the Parisian men. They never leave you alone. Sorry.”

This summer while I was in Paris, one afternoon I was sitting and working by myself at a café when three men (that I neither knew nor invited) sat at my table with me.

It’s like covering up being left hanging for a high five by pretending you’re fixing the other person’s hair (or, in this case, actually fixing the other person’s hair).

I already believe that about her stepmother/godmother (another actor whose work I really love. Have her seen her episode of “Run”?) but you raise an excellent point.

I watched the entire season in one sitting. I loved it!

From The Guardian article, “At least one student attempted to play down the seriousness of the group, with an officer saying ‘he informed me that the whole thing was ‘funny’ and he would not actually ever do any of those things’, the report said.”

Mr. Carter gave me so my life last night.

I think that there might be two things happening here.

This is what I’ve been using as a lullaby lately.

Michelle Obama: Don’t be this guy.

Donald Trump’s thought patterns, style of argumentation, and physicality reminds me of my brother’s.

Agreed. This has come up for me (as a WoC) in every job I’ve ever had.

I cried.