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	<description>Everybody's got a little junk in the trunk...</description>
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		<title>By: *Eric</title>
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		<dc:creator>*Eric</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Aug 2006 18:11:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It's all about remembering the good times you had.  It really is what keeps me going.

hickey

&lt;strong&gt;thankyou

~ Dawn&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s all about remembering the good times you had.  It really is what keeps me going.</p>
<p>hickey</p>
<p><strong>thankyou</p>
<p>~ Dawn</strong></p>
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		<title>By: *Dirty Butter</title>
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		<dc:creator>*Dirty Butter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Aug 2006 15:27:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh Dawn, I'm so sorry that such an innocent post dug so deep. I'm going to have to get into that box of tissues with you, I fear.

I know what you mean, though. A lot of times, when I'm writing a post on Yesterday's Memories, that has absolutely positively nothing at all to do with my Mama, I'll suddenly make some kind of brain leap, and there I am, thinking of her, feeling her, pushing back the tears, just as I am right now. Aren't we gloriously blessed to have had a parent we loved like that and who loved us like that????

&lt;strong&gt;Please dont worry. I have written you an email, to talk furthter

~ Dawn&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Dawn, I&#8217;m so sorry that such an innocent post dug so deep. I&#8217;m going to have to get into that box of tissues with you, I fear.</p>
<p>I know what you mean, though. A lot of times, when I&#8217;m writing a post on Yesterday&#8217;s Memories, that has absolutely positively nothing at all to do with my Mama, I&#8217;ll suddenly make some kind of brain leap, and there I am, thinking of her, feeling her, pushing back the tears, just as I am right now. Aren&#8217;t we gloriously blessed to have had a parent we loved like that and who loved us like that????</p>
<p><strong>Please dont worry. I have written you an email, to talk furthter</p>
<p>~ Dawn</strong></p>
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