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		<title>By: Vanessa</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2009/05/mothers-day/comment-page-1/#comment-19487</link>
		<dc:creator>Vanessa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 16:54:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for sharing so openly and honestly.  This was the Mother&#039;s Day I decided not to dance.  Not on Mother&#039;s Day and not ever again.  I am still only 90% sure I&#039;ve made the right decision.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for sharing so openly and honestly.  This was the Mother&#8217;s Day I decided not to dance.  Not on Mother&#8217;s Day and not ever again.  I am still only 90% sure I&#8217;ve made the right decision.</p>
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		<title>By: t2ed</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2009/05/mothers-day/comment-page-1/#comment-19483</link>
		<dc:creator>t2ed</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 22:54:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s a bitch to rhyme mastectomy.

But then I celebr8ted Mom&#039;s Day by leaving town and spending too much on Hawaiian flowers.  I&#039;m a good son that way.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s a bitch to rhyme mastectomy.</p>
<p>But then I celebr8ted Mom&#8217;s Day by leaving town and spending too much on Hawaiian flowers.  I&#8217;m a good son that way.</p>
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		<title>By: kitkat</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2009/05/mothers-day/comment-page-1/#comment-19482</link>
		<dc:creator>kitkat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 19:09:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>At least you left beaming (forced or otherwise). My last communication with my mom a few days ago was the ending of argument about the gift I gave her. Only mothers can drive us this crazy.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>At least you left beaming (forced or otherwise). My last communication with my mom a few days ago was the ending of argument about the gift I gave her. Only mothers can drive us this crazy.</p>
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		<title>By: Margaret Harper</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2009/05/mothers-day/comment-page-1/#comment-19475</link>
		<dc:creator>Margaret Harper</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 18:56:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>thank you for such transparency...not that our relationships ever are (especially mother/daughter), but for bringing forth  the complex bits that also hold the gift of grace!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>thank you for such transparency&#8230;not that our relationships ever are (especially mother/daughter), but for bringing forth  the complex bits that also hold the gift of grace!</p>
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		<title>By: m</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2009/05/mothers-day/comment-page-1/#comment-19473</link>
		<dc:creator>m</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 10:52:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>you are the sweetest daughter.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>you are the sweetest daughter.</p>
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		<title>By: greyfavorite</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2009/05/mothers-day/comment-page-1/#comment-19471</link>
		<dc:creator>greyfavorite</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 02:56:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank for you sharing honestly and eloquently.  I can totally relate.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank for you sharing honestly and eloquently.  I can totally relate.</p>
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		<title>By: ms bliss</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2009/05/mothers-day/comment-page-1/#comment-19470</link>
		<dc:creator>ms bliss</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 01:40:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>oh the dance we dance .... family drives you crazy but (hopefully) is there for you when you fall

sounds like a pretty cool mother&#039;s day all in all (for your mother that is  hahaha)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>oh the dance we dance &#8230;. family drives you crazy but (hopefully) is there for you when you fall</p>
<p>sounds like a pretty cool mother&#8217;s day all in all (for your mother that is  hahaha)</p>
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		<title>By: foundinidaho</title>
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		<dc:creator>foundinidaho</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 00:23:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You are a good daughter.  And, obviously, your mom knows it.  Even when she&#039;s annoying the hell out of you, (or you her) she appreciates you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You are a good daughter.  And, obviously, your mom knows it.  Even when she&#8217;s annoying the hell out of you, (or you her) she appreciates you.</p>
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		<title>By: Alanna</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2009/05/mothers-day/comment-page-1/#comment-19468</link>
		<dc:creator>Alanna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 20:27:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sometimes people have a hard time letting other people in and it takes some time for them to be ready. Even in a mother-daughter relationship, I think this can be the case. It&#039;s good that you were patient and got to see her, the real her, later on.

Also, I gave you an award. I know that probably seems totally weird and backwards, given that you don&#039;t know me, and I&#039;ve only read your past four posts but... I like to do things differently. I&#039;m trying to find some new blogs to read, and I really like yours. The most logical way to acknowledge that is to &quot;give&quot; you a little computer icon right? Of course right. Anyhow, I&#039;m Alanna, I like your blog, and that is all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes people have a hard time letting other people in and it takes some time for them to be ready. Even in a mother-daughter relationship, I think this can be the case. It&#8217;s good that you were patient and got to see her, the real her, later on.</p>
<p>Also, I gave you an award. I know that probably seems totally weird and backwards, given that you don&#8217;t know me, and I&#8217;ve only read your past four posts but&#8230; I like to do things differently. I&#8217;m trying to find some new blogs to read, and I really like yours. The most logical way to acknowledge that is to &#8220;give&#8221; you a little computer icon right? Of course right. Anyhow, I&#8217;m Alanna, I like your blog, and that is all.</p>
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		<title>By: Randy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Randy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 15:31:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Whenever I&#039;m close to tearing my hair out over some nearly impossible task set before me by my elderly father, I remind myself: 1) he obviously thinks I&#039;m a friggin&#039; superhero, and 2) he had to perform far worse tasks for me when I was pooping in diapers and projectile vomiting baby formula onto his freshly pressed shirt. After a lifetime of feeling like we don&#039;t measure up to our parents&#039; expectations, isn&#039;t it nice to reach a point where they think we can do ANYTHING? (Including cut cat nails and deal with Comcast...)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Whenever I&#8217;m close to tearing my hair out over some nearly impossible task set before me by my elderly father, I remind myself: 1) he obviously thinks I&#8217;m a friggin&#8217; superhero, and 2) he had to perform far worse tasks for me when I was pooping in diapers and projectile vomiting baby formula onto his freshly pressed shirt. After a lifetime of feeling like we don&#8217;t measure up to our parents&#8217; expectations, isn&#8217;t it nice to reach a point where they think we can do ANYTHING? (Including cut cat nails and deal with Comcast&#8230;)</p>
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		<title>By: Leesa</title>
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		<dc:creator>Leesa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 14:25:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, I know some of these feelings so well.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, I know some of these feelings so well.</p>
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		<title>By: Mia</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 14:05:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, but you know what.... I bet you really made your mom happy.  As one who has learned to live alone for the past few years - it gets to be stressful when there&#039;s just so many things you can&#039;t do or don&#039;t know how to do... if she&#039;s anything like me, those little chores were probably worrying her to death.  She didn&#039;t think of you as Cinderella... more like Salvation....  &#039;cuz sometimes it&#039;s the little things in life that really matter the most... and it&#039;s pretty awesome to think you&#039;re the kind of person your mother feels she can count on to help her.  You are blessed.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, but you know what&#8230;. I bet you really made your mom happy.  As one who has learned to live alone for the past few years &#8211; it gets to be stressful when there&#8217;s just so many things you can&#8217;t do or don&#8217;t know how to do&#8230; if she&#8217;s anything like me, those little chores were probably worrying her to death.  She didn&#8217;t think of you as Cinderella&#8230; more like Salvation&#8230;.  &#8216;cuz sometimes it&#8217;s the little things in life that really matter the most&#8230; and it&#8217;s pretty awesome to think you&#8217;re the kind of person your mother feels she can count on to help her.  You are blessed.</p>
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		<title>By: Finn</title>
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		<dc:creator>Finn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 14:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Such a delicate and tenuous dance between mother and daughter. So very different from all the other relationships in our lives, but it touches each and every one in profound ways.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Such a delicate and tenuous dance between mother and daughter. So very different from all the other relationships in our lives, but it touches each and every one in profound ways.</p>
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		<title>By: Gwen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Gwen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 13:50:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ah, the fraught relationships we have with our mothers.  I&#039;m proud of you that you could let your anger go and be in the moment with her when she was ready, so that you could have that experience.  I carry my weights around too often and act out in exactly the passive aggressive ways I fault my mom for.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ah, the fraught relationships we have with our mothers.  I&#8217;m proud of you that you could let your anger go and be in the moment with her when she was ready, so that you could have that experience.  I carry my weights around too often and act out in exactly the passive aggressive ways I fault my mom for.</p>
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