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This Five Star Friday roundup is brought to you by a job in the service industry, teenage parties, rock,

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, health care reform in the United States, a father, a reading list, international adoption, oversharing, a modest proposal, daddy issues, depression, belief, college days, and adulthood.

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A Lesson

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Fly Girl's Travels

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The comments made to me involved the lack of skill, the lack of intelligence, and the lack of importance reflected in a Flight Attendant’s job. It hurt. Mainly because I am SO proud of who and what I am. Partly because people close to me should KNOW. Partly because I let myself believe them, and allowed myself to assume if those closest to me believe that, then probably most people do as well. I will admit that I care what people think of me. I shouldn’t, and I know that, but I DO. I spent the week believing everyone around me figured I was stupid, that my job was for idiots and that I wasn’t worth much for choosing this life. I spiraled down into what a horrible wife and mother I am for loving something that takes me away. I allowed myself to believe the worst about myself – I allowed myself to doubt who I am.

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Once It's Gone, It's Gone

" from

Centre of the Universe

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Rock Idiots

" from

thea lux (dot) com

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Change

" from

The Sweet Life

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Is this what Rachel deserves, America? Is this the kind of healthcare that anyoneshould have to live with? To die with?

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Happy Happy Joy Joy

" by

Jennie

at

The Collective

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Father's Day

" from

Dave1949

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Indescribeable

" from

But Why Mommy

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You can not describe the joy you feel because of your son. Your heart leapt out of your body when you saw the face you had only seen in pictures. His face. The feel of his body in your arms was the most beautiful feeling ever. Even as he cried and pushed you away, you knew that this boy was meant to be yours. You saw glimpses of it in his eyes. You waited patiently, knowing that he would understand. You knew that he would feel it to. The moment he first smiled at you, the moment he touched your face, the moment he fell asleep in your arms, the moment he began to trust you. These moments are what you had longed for. These moments made the months of agony, of waiting, disappear. These moments made you a family. You are blessed because of them.

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Books 2010: Part 1

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This Quarter Life

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On Oversharing

" from

Sweetney

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Living In the Presence of God

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Owlhaven

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I remember sleeping with my babies sometimes when they were sick. They were so emotionally fragile, so clingy, that it wasn’t enough to be snuggled next to my side as usual. They wanted to drape their little bodies across my chest, to be wrapped in both my arms, head tucked under my chin. And still the little feet scrambled, restless to scoot higher, closer, deeper, into my arms. I was right there. But they wanted more. They seemed to want to crawl under my skin.
I get like that with God sometimes. I want to see Him, to feel His arms around me. He’s there all along, of course, whether or not I feel the weight of his arms. But in my human fragility, I want that clear sense of His guidance, His presence. His caring.

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A Modest Proposal

" from

Mocha Dad

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Facing Depression

" from

artistmotherteacher.com

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I Just Wish We Were an Old Couple So I Could Do That

" from

doobleh-vay

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But really the one thing I was thinking about today was the time near the end of college (It may have been the real end- like when we were all living some sort of giant ridiculous substance fueled pretend version of Kicking and Screaming ) that all of us unplugged the really heavy coin operated kiddie ride from the Dollar General store directly across from Jenn's apartment and carried it into the living room at 3 am. In a haze of the most random friends I ever had until social media hit my life recently we plugged it in and rode it all night long like little kids.

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June 19

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Moosehead Stew

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This Is Why I'll Never Be an Adult

" from

Hyperbole and a Half

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