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	<title>Comments on: On missing</title>
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		<title>By: Pure Klass</title>
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		<dc:creator>Pure Klass</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 17:06:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is amazing. It has ripped my heart out, and I keep coming back to it. If only there were better words for &quot;god, that sucks, I (think I) know how you feel and wish I could have written this.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is amazing. It has ripped my heart out, and I keep coming back to it. If only there were better words for &#8220;god, that sucks, I (think I) know how you feel and wish I could have written this.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Beth</title>
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		<dc:creator>Beth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 15:10:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>These moments come to me in sleep, in dreams.  Like it all never happened, that we were able to make our way through it and that all is still the same.  He&#039;s still the same person, we are still the same couple, and for a moment, I remember what it was like to live without the regret and &quot;what ifs&quot; that I am stuck with now.  

Now I&#039;m trying to live the life I think will one day make me feel like I&#039;ve made it through and that I’ve made something for myself.  I&#039;m making decisions I hope will start to feel normal and that won&#039;t feel so forced anymore.  Decisions that will make the Mary-Sunshine-Cheerleader feel truly happy again.  “Fake it til you feel it” - one of these days I hope to feel it again.

(I&#039;ve been reading for quite some time and as &quot;stalker&quot; as it may seem, I feel like we live somewhat parallel lives - your words hit me like a brick wall at times, and I&#039;m not even sure I&#039;m translating them correctly, but they speak to me all the same.  Thank you)

From a fellow DC Girl,
Beth</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>These moments come to me in sleep, in dreams.  Like it all never happened, that we were able to make our way through it and that all is still the same.  He&#8217;s still the same person, we are still the same couple, and for a moment, I remember what it was like to live without the regret and &#8220;what ifs&#8221; that I am stuck with now.  </p>
<p>Now I&#8217;m trying to live the life I think will one day make me feel like I&#8217;ve made it through and that I’ve made something for myself.  I&#8217;m making decisions I hope will start to feel normal and that won&#8217;t feel so forced anymore.  Decisions that will make the Mary-Sunshine-Cheerleader feel truly happy again.  “Fake it til you feel it” &#8211; one of these days I hope to feel it again.</p>
<p>(I&#8217;ve been reading for quite some time and as &#8220;stalker&#8221; as it may seem, I feel like we live somewhat parallel lives &#8211; your words hit me like a brick wall at times, and I&#8217;m not even sure I&#8217;m translating them correctly, but they speak to me all the same.  Thank you)</p>
<p>From a fellow DC Girl,<br />
Beth</p>
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		<title>By: mia</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2010/03/on-missing/comment-page-1/#comment-21055</link>
		<dc:creator>mia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 11:30:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh girl, you have such an extraordinary way of being able to put in to words what the heart feels... amen.

I can hardly believe it&#039;s been more than 3 years now since I felt exactly the same.  For now the wound is raw and fresh and you don&#039;t know which way to go... but at some point there will be more and more of the patches of &quot;regular &quot; life... i can hardly believe i&#039;m saying that to someone else since I wasn&#039;t always so sure I&#039;d live through it.  But I did.  One day at a time.  And I prayed.

And I will say a prayer for you to ease your pain, give you strength, and help show you the way.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh girl, you have such an extraordinary way of being able to put in to words what the heart feels&#8230; amen.</p>
<p>I can hardly believe it&#8217;s been more than 3 years now since I felt exactly the same.  For now the wound is raw and fresh and you don&#8217;t know which way to go&#8230; but at some point there will be more and more of the patches of &#8220;regular &#8221; life&#8230; i can hardly believe i&#8217;m saying that to someone else since I wasn&#8217;t always so sure I&#8217;d live through it.  But I did.  One day at a time.  And I prayed.</p>
<p>And I will say a prayer for you to ease your pain, give you strength, and help show you the way.</p>
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		<title>By: Titanium</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2010/03/on-missing/comment-page-1/#comment-21050</link>
		<dc:creator>Titanium</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 23:42:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your last sentence just ripped my heart the rest of the way. The pain is a living thing, here.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your last sentence just ripped my heart the rest of the way. The pain is a living thing, here.</p>
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		<title>By: Keb</title>
		<link>http://www.notyetawino.com/2010/03/on-missing/comment-page-1/#comment-21049</link>
		<dc:creator>Keb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 23:14:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>oooh i feel like I did this to you :( I&#039;m sorry.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>oooh i feel like I did this to you :( I&#8217;m sorry.</p>
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