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		<title>By: Debra</title>
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		<dc:creator>Debra</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 13:17:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>just got the news - my grandbabies who rock my world and make it worthwhile are moving several hundreds of miles away.... i cry silently with tears running down my face non stop - i am grieving deeply - i am a faucet with no shut off - my husband looks at me helplessly and walks away....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>just got the news &#8211; my grandbabies who rock my world and make it worthwhile are moving several hundreds of miles away&#8230;. i cry silently with tears running down my face non stop &#8211; i am grieving deeply &#8211; i am a faucet with no shut off &#8211; my husband looks at me helplessly and walks away&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: Seek Thee Stories of Creative Agency &#187; Comfort Queen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Seek Thee Stories of Creative Agency &#187; Comfort Queen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Jan 2010 20:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Shawna R. B. Atteberry</title>
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		<dc:creator>Shawna R. B. Atteberry</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 20:15:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My yearning lives in my heart and my guts. It wants to create and not care what anyone thinks about it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My yearning lives in my heart and my guts. It wants to create and not care what anyone thinks about it.</p>
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		<title>By: The Signal-Magnifying Power of Permission &#187; Comfort Queen</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Signal-Magnifying Power of Permission &#187; Comfort Queen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 17:10:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Char Brooks</title>
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		<dc:creator>Char Brooks</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 14:14:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My deepest yearning is in utero. . . formless and nameless.  And absolutely breath-taking in it&#039;s awesomeness.

I remember the ultrasound I had when I first knew I was pregnant.  It looks just like that and feels like that too.

I remember my husband watching with me and both of us being awestruck by what was growing inside me - like it was yesterday - and it was 25 years ago.

It&#039;s an awesome memory and just as vivid for  me as I type this with tears in my eyes - so happy, so relieved, and so incredibly blessed.

Thank you for bringing this awareness up for me today.  You know what&#039;s funny?  It was right there all the time and I never even knew it - until today.

xoxo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My deepest yearning is in utero. . . formless and nameless.  And absolutely breath-taking in it&#8217;s awesomeness.</p>
<p>I remember the ultrasound I had when I first knew I was pregnant.  It looks just like that and feels like that too.</p>
<p>I remember my husband watching with me and both of us being awestruck by what was growing inside me &#8211; like it was yesterday &#8211; and it was 25 years ago.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s an awesome memory and just as vivid for  me as I type this with tears in my eyes &#8211; so happy, so relieved, and so incredibly blessed.</p>
<p>Thank you for bringing this awareness up for me today.  You know what&#8217;s funny?  It was right there all the time and I never even knew it &#8211; until today.</p>
<p>xoxo</p>
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