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			<title>All Events are Blessings</title>
			<author>MelodyS</author>
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 Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself,
and know that everything in life has purpose.
There are no mistakes, no coincidences,
all events are blessings given to us to learn from. 
~~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

Our family has been through an indescribable year, and it will not get easier anytime soon. Still, we are sticking like glue...together...and it is a constant struggle not ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; "><span class="body" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "><p><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef012875cef2b6970c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false"><img alt="-1-50" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef012875cef2b6970c " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef012875cef2b6970c-500wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></img></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: medium; "><span class="body" style="font-size: 10pt; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><em>Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself,</em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; "><span class="body" style="font-size: 10pt; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><em>and know that everything in life has purpose.</em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; "><span class="body" style="font-size: 10pt; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><em>There are no mistakes, no coincidences,</em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; "><span class="body" style="font-size: 10pt; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><em>all events are blessings given to us to learn from.</em></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px; "><em> </em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "></span><em><span style="font-size: 12px; ">~~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross</span></em></span></p><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 12px; ">Our family has been through an indescribable year, and it will not get easier anytime soon. Still, we are sticking like glue...together...and it is a constant struggle not to fall apart.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 12px; ">And...</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 12px; ">I would not exchange my life for yours or his or hers or theirs or anyone's.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 12px; ">November is <a href="http://www.adoptuskids.org/"></a><a href="http://www.adoptuskids.org/" target="_blank">National Adoption Month</a>, and I almost missed posting about it. As a mother by birth and adoption, I highly recommend either and both. There is no distinction in love between a child born </span><em><span style="font-size: 12px; ">of</span></em><span style="font-size: 12px; "> or </span><em><span style="font-size: 12px; ">for</span></em><span style="font-size: 12px; "> a mother and father because parenting is rooted in the <a href="http://www.adoptuskids.org/" target="_blank">heart</a>, not the womb.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 12px; ">♡♡♡♡</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><em><span style="font-size: 12px; ">Hey boys, just in case you ever find this blog and read your mother's ramblings, I want to tell each of you...</span></em></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><em><span style="font-size: 12px; ">I thank God for the gift of you, and I love you completely, always.</span></em></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><em><span style="font-size: 12px; ">ox Mom</span></em></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><em><br></em></span></span></p></span></span><div class="feedflare">
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			<title>All Events are Blessings</title>
			<author>MelodyS</author>
			<description>- http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef012875cef2b6970c-popup
 Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself,
and know that everything in life has purpose.
There are no mistakes, no coincidences,
all events are blessings given to us to learn from. 
~~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

Our family has been through an indescribable year, and it will not get easier anytime soon. Still, we are sticking like glue...together...and it is a constant struggle not ...</description>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; "><span class="body" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "><p ><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef012875cef2b6970c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false"><img alt="-1-50" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef012875cef2b6970c " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef012875cef2b6970c-500wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></img></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: medium; "><span class="body" style="font-size: 10pt; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><em >Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself,</em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; "><span class="body" style="font-size: 10pt; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><em >and know that everything in life has purpose.</em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; "><span class="body" style="font-size: 10pt; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><em >There are no mistakes, no coincidences,</em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; "><span class="body" style="font-size: 10pt; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><em >all events are blessings given to us to learn from.</em></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px; "><em > </em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "></span><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; ">~~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross</span></em></span></p><p ></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 12px; ">Our family has been through an indescribable year, and it will not get easier anytime soon. Still, we are sticking like glue...together...and it is a constant struggle not to fall apart.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 12px; ">And...</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 12px; ">I would not exchange my life for yours or his or hers or theirs or anyone's.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 12px; ">November is <a href="http://www.adoptuskids.org/"></a><a href="http://www.adoptuskids.org/" target="_blank">National Adoption Month</a>, and I almost missed posting about it. As a mother by birth and adoption, I highly recommend either and both. There is no distinction in love between a child born </span><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; ">of</span></em><span style="font-size: 12px; "> or </span><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; ">for</span></em><span style="font-size: 12px; "> a mother and father because parenting is rooted in the <a href="http://www.adoptuskids.org/" target="_blank">heart</a>, not the womb.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 12px; ">♡♡♡♡</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; ">Hey boys, just in case you ever find this blog and read your mother's ramblings, I want to tell each of you...</span></em></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; ">I thank God for the gift of you, and I love you completely, always.</span></em></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; ">ox Mom</span></em></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><em ><br ></br></em></span></span></p></span></span></div>
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			<title>A Baby on the Way</title>
			<author>MelodyS</author>
			<description>- http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef01287594a7d4970c-popupIt's not now or never 
It's not black &amp; it's not white 
Anything worth anything 
takes more than a few days 
&amp; a long, long night

~Deb Talan
The words above were recently discovered - http://www.cagefreefamily.com/2009/09/transitions.html and led me to these lyrics...

Every one of us an orphan
Our bodies born from dust of the stars.
We can comfort each other in this place
I can look into ...</description>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"><em ><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef01287594a7d4970c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false"><img alt="-1-49" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef01287594a7d4970c " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef01287594a7d4970c-500wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></img></a><span style="font-style: normal; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 13px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">It's not now or never</span></span></span></span></em></span></span><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "> </span></span></span></span></em></span></span></em></span></font></p><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">It's not black & it's not white</span></span></span></span></em></span></span><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "> </span></span></span></span></em></span></p><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">Anything worth anything</span></span></span></span></em></span></span><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "> </span></span></span></span></em></span></p></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">takes more than a few days</span></span></span></span></em></span></span><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "> </span></span></span></span></em></span></p></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">& a long, long night</span></span></span></span></p></span></span><p ></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">~Deb Talan</span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span size="2;"><span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 13px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><strong >The words above were recently </strong><a href="http://www.cagefreefamily.com/2009/09/transitions.html" target="_blank"><strong >discovered</strong></a><strong > </strong></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><strong >and led me to these lyrics...</strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p ></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; color: #111111; font-style: italic; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">Every one of us an orphan</span></span></span></span></p><font color="#111111"><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">Our bodies born from dust of the stars.</span></span></span></span></p><span style="line-height: 20px;"><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; font-style: italic; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">We can comfort each other in this place</span></span></span></span></p><span style="line-height: 15px; "><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">I can look into your eyes </span></span></span></span></p><em ><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">And see my own face.</span></span></span></span></p></em></span></span></font><p ></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span style="line-height: 15px; "><em ><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-style: normal; line-height: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">~~Deb Talan</span></span></span></span></span></em></span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-size: 13px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 13px; "><strong >Heartfelt gratitude for each of you, my friends, who during recent months have shared words, prayers, hugs and love in comments and emails.</strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;"><strong >~~~</strong></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">I will be back here soon.</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">There is so much to tell you</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">about</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">struggle</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">despair</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">almost giving up</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">survival of a family</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">and</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">a baby on the way.</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">First, I just need a little sleep.</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"><em >ox❤</em></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"><em >Melody</em></span></font></p><p ></p><p ></p></div>
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			<title>A Baby on the Way</title>
			<author>MelodyS</author>
			<description>- http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef01287594a7d4970c-popupIt's not now or never 
It's not black &amp;amp; it's not white 
Anything worth anything 
takes more than a few days 
&amp;amp; a long, long night

~Deb Talan
The words above were recently discovered - http://www.cagefreefamily.com/2009/09/transitions.html and led me to these lyrics...

Every one of us an orphan
Our bodies born from dust of the stars.
We can comfort each other in this place
I can look into ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"><em><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef01287594a7d4970c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false"><img alt="-1-49" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef01287594a7d4970c " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef01287594a7d4970c-500wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></img></a><span style="font-style: normal; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 13px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">It's not now or never</span></span></span></span></em></span></span><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "> </span></span></span></span></em></span></span></em></span></font></p><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">It's not black &amp; it's not white</span></span></span></span></em></span></span><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "> </span></span></span></span></em></span></p><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">Anything worth anything</span></span></span></span></em></span></span><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "> </span></span></span></span></em></span></p></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">takes more than a few days</span></span></span></span></em></span></span><span style="font-size: 14px; "><em><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "> </span></span></span></span></em></span></p></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">&amp; a long, long night</span></span></span></span></p></span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">~Deb Talan</span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span size="2;"><span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 13px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><strong>The words above were recently </strong><a href="http://www.cagefreefamily.com/2009/09/transitions.html" target="_blank"><strong>discovered</strong></a><strong> </strong></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><strong>and led me to these lyrics...</strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; color: #111111; font-style: italic; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">Every one of us an orphan</span></span></span></span></p><font color="#111111"><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">Our bodies born from dust of the stars.</span></span></span></span></p><span style="line-height: 20px;"><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; font-style: italic; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">We can comfort each other in this place</span></span></span></span></p><span style="line-height: 15px; "><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">I can look into your eyes </span></span></span></span></p><em><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">And see my own face.</span></span></span></span></p></em></span></span></font><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span style="line-height: 15px; "><em><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-style: normal; line-height: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; ">~~Deb Talan</span></span></span></span></span></em></span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-size: 13px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; "><span style="font-size: 12px; "><span style="font-size: 13px; "><strong>Heartfelt gratitude for each of you, my friends, who during recent months have shared words, prayers, hugs and love in comments and emails.</strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;"><strong>~~~</strong></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">I will be back here soon.</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">There is so much to tell you</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">about</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">struggle</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">despair</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">almost giving up</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">survival of a family</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">and</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">a baby on the way.</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111"><span style="line-height: 14px;">First, I just need a little sleep.</span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"><em>ox❤</em></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#111111" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"><em>Melody</em></span></font></p><p></p><p></p><div class="feedflare">
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			<title>Boy to Your Left</title>
			<author>MelodyS</author>
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Appearances
You appear in
This world
Like a seed

Taking in the
Experiences
Of the material
Body

Which you later
Have to present
To the world
As a certificate
Of worth

But nobody
Knows the 
Certificate of the
Soul

The muscle of
The soul
Whether
Weak or strong

Has to swim

And nobody
Knows
How easy or hard
It is for you

And in your best
You are judged
And pushed
And ripped

Forgetting
How difficult
Or easy
It is for this person - http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/08/away.html

In the soul
Of experiences - http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/10/days-of-letting-go.html
Not in ...</description>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p style="text-align: center;"><span color="#333333" size="4;" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba7aa3970b-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" style="text-decoration: none;text-decoration: none; "><img alt="-1-14" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba7aa3970b " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba7aa3970b-500wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></img></a></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span color="#333333" size="4;" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><strong ><em >Appearances</em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; color: #333333; ">You appear in</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; color: #333333; ">This world</span></p><span style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; color: #333333; "><p style="text-align: center;">Like a seed</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">Taking in the</p><p style="text-align: center;">Experiences</p><p style="text-align: center;">Of the material</p><p style="text-align: center;">Body</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">Which you later</p><p style="text-align: center;">Have to present</p><p style="text-align: center;">To the world</p><p style="text-align: center;">As a certificate</p><p style="text-align: center;">Of worth</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">But nobody</p><p style="text-align: center;">Knows the </p><p style="text-align: center;">Certificate of the</p><p style="text-align: center;">Soul</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">The muscle of</p><p style="text-align: center;">The soul</p><p style="text-align: center;">Whether</p><p style="text-align: center;">Weak or strong</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">Has to swim</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">And nobody</p><p style="text-align: center;">Knows</p><p style="text-align: center;">How easy or hard</p><p style="text-align: center;">It is for you</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">And in your best</p><p style="text-align: center;">You are judged</p><p style="text-align: center;">And pushed</p><p style="text-align: center;">And ripped</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">Forgetting</p><p style="text-align: center;">How difficult</p><p style="text-align: center;">Or easy</p><p style="text-align: center;">It is for this <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/08/away.html" target="_blank">person</a></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">In the soul</p><p style="text-align: center;">Of <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/10/days-of-letting-go.html" target="_blank">experiences</a></p><p style="text-align: center;">Not in the appearances</p><p style="text-align: center;">~~<span style="font-weight: bold; "><a href="http://www.helium.com/users/286296" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; color: #555555; text-decoration: none; " title="About Me: Moeze Lalji">Moeze Lalji</a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong ><br ></br></strong></p></span></div>
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			<author>MelodyS</author>
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I’m living under water. Everything seems slow and far away. I know there’s a world up there, a sunlit quick world where time runs like dry sand through an hourglass, but down here, where I am, air and sound and time and feeling are thick and dense.
~~Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife
~~~
needing to journal
yet having no words
i borrow words
~~~
I ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; "><p style="text-align: center;"><em><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba6c15970b-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" style="text-decoration: none;text-decoration: none; "><img alt="-1-42" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba6c15970b " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba6c15970b-500wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></img></a></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em>I’m living under water. Everything seems slow and far away. I know there’s a world up there, a sunlit quick world where time runs like dry sand through an hourglass, but down here, where I am, air and sound and time and feeling are thick and dense.</em></p><p style="text-align: center;">~~Audrey Niffenegger, <em>The Time Traveler’s Wife</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em>~~~</em></p><p style="text-align: center;">needing to journal</p><p style="text-align: center;">yet having no words</p><p style="text-align: center;">i borrow words</p><p style="text-align: center;">~~~</p><p style="text-align: center;"><em>I am reading <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/10/days-of-letting-go.html" target="_blank">your comments</a> and emails.</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em>"thank you"</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em>♥</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p></span><div class="feedflare">
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			<title>Living Under Water</title>
			<author>MelodyS</author>
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I’m living under water. Everything seems slow and far away. I know there’s a world up there, a sunlit quick world where time runs like dry sand through an hourglass, but down here, where I am, air and sound and time and feeling are thick and dense.
~~Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife
~~~
needing to journal
yet having no words
i borrow words
~~~
I ...</description>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; "><p style="text-align: center;"><em ><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba6c15970b-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" style="text-decoration: none;text-decoration: none; "><img alt="-1-42" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba6c15970b " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba6c15970b-500wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></img></a></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em >I’m living under water. Everything seems slow and far away. I know there’s a world up there, a sunlit quick world where time runs like dry sand through an hourglass, but down here, where I am, air and sound and time and feeling are thick and dense.</em></p><p style="text-align: center;">~~Audrey Niffenegger, <em >The Time Traveler’s Wife</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em >~~~</em></p><p style="text-align: center;">needing to journal</p><p style="text-align: center;">yet having no words</p><p style="text-align: center;">i borrow words</p><p style="text-align: center;">~~~</p><p style="text-align: center;"><em >I am reading <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/10/days-of-letting-go.html" target="_blank">your comments</a> and emails.</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em >"thank you"</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em >♥</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p></span></div>
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			<title>Boy to Your Left</title>
			<author>MelodyS</author>
			<description>- http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba7aa3970b-popup
Appearances
You appear in
This world
Like a seed

Taking in the
Experiences
Of the material
Body

Which you later
Have to present
To the world
As a certificate
Of worth

But nobody
Knows the 
Certificate of the
Soul

The muscle of
The soul
Whether
Weak or strong

Has to swim

And nobody
Knows
How easy or hard
It is for you

And in your best
You are judged
And pushed
And ripped

Forgetting
How difficult
Or easy
It is for this person - http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/08/away.html

In the soul
Of experiences - http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/10/days-of-letting-go.html
Not in ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span color="#333333" size="4;" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba7aa3970b-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" style="text-decoration: none;text-decoration: none; "><img alt="-1-14" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba7aa3970b " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5ba7aa3970b-500wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></img></a></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span color="#333333" size="4;" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><strong><em>Appearances</em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; color: #333333; ">You appear in</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; color: #333333; ">This world</span></p><span style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; color: #333333; "><p style="text-align: center;">Like a seed</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">Taking in the</p><p style="text-align: center;">Experiences</p><p style="text-align: center;">Of the material</p><p style="text-align: center;">Body</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">Which you later</p><p style="text-align: center;">Have to present</p><p style="text-align: center;">To the world</p><p style="text-align: center;">As a certificate</p><p style="text-align: center;">Of worth</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">But nobody</p><p style="text-align: center;">Knows the </p><p style="text-align: center;">Certificate of the</p><p style="text-align: center;">Soul</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">The muscle of</p><p style="text-align: center;">The soul</p><p style="text-align: center;">Whether</p><p style="text-align: center;">Weak or strong</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">Has to swim</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">And nobody</p><p style="text-align: center;">Knows</p><p style="text-align: center;">How easy or hard</p><p style="text-align: center;">It is for you</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">And in your best</p><p style="text-align: center;">You are judged</p><p style="text-align: center;">And pushed</p><p style="text-align: center;">And ripped</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">Forgetting</p><p style="text-align: center;">How difficult</p><p style="text-align: center;">Or easy</p><p style="text-align: center;">It is for this <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/08/away.html" target="_blank">person</a></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">In the soul</p><p style="text-align: center;">Of <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/10/days-of-letting-go.html" target="_blank">experiences</a></p><p style="text-align: center;">Not in the appearances</p><p style="text-align: center;">~~<span style="font-weight: bold; "><a href="http://www.helium.com/users/286296" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; color: #555555; text-decoration: none; " title="About Me: Moeze Lalji">Moeze Lalji</a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><br></strong></p></span><div class="feedflare">
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			<title>Days of Letting Go</title>
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			<description>&quot;We are discharging him today. We have never had a child whose chemistry is as resistive to any and all medications as is his. We have never worked with a child who is completely unresponsive to all therapeutic interventions as he is. Our best wishes and prayers go with you.&quot;
As I prepare to let go of our family as we know it...I ...</description>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p ><em >"We are discharging him today. We have never had a child whose chemistry is as resistive to any and all medications as is his. We have never worked with a child who is completely unresponsive to all therapeutic interventions as he is. Our best wishes and prayers go with you."</em></p><p >As I prepare to let go of our family as we know it...I am hanging on for dear life, fists clenched in a white knuckle grip.</p><p >Heartbreak. Loss. Devastation.</p><p >What does a parent do when the doctors, therapists and medications of last resort fail?</p><p >I will never be the same.</p><p >We will never be the same.</p><p >He will never be the same.</p><p >God, how does a mother find the strength to make the decision to let go?</p><p >How will my child survive?</p><p >My mother recently told me that the best decision is not always the easiest one. Doing what is necessary to help someone [who lives with mental illness] that you love with all you have within your heart and soul can be death to your own soul. That this is worse that physical death because in the end...at some point...physical death brings resolve, eventually peace. Mental illness often finds neither.</p><p >She has lived this...the impossible decision and the death. She has hurt.</p><p >I must trust her words.</p><p >I must trust God.</p><p >Still.</p><p >I can't do it.</p><p >My beautiful child should not have to live this.</p><p >My fists are clinched in a white knuckle grip...</p><p >...not able to let go...</p><p >...not able to hold on.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><em >~~~</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em >Away.</em></p><p ></p><p ></p><p ></p><p ></p></div>
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			<title>Days of Letting Go</title>
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			<description>&quot;We are discharging him today. We have never had a child whose chemistry is as resistive to any and all medications as is his. We have never worked with a child who is completely unresponsive to all therapeutic interventions as he is. Our best wishes and prayers go with you.&quot;
As I prepare to let go of our family as we know it...I ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>"We are discharging him today. We have never had a child whose chemistry is as resistive to any and all medications as is his. We have never worked with a child who is completely unresponsive to all therapeutic interventions as he is. Our best wishes and prayers go with you."</em></p><p>As I prepare to let go of our family as we know it...I am hanging on for dear life, fists clenched in a white knuckle grip.</p><p>Heartbreak. Loss. Devastation.</p><p>What does a parent do when the doctors, therapists and medications of last resort fail?</p><p>I will never be the same.</p><p>We will never be the same.</p><p>He will never be the same.</p><p>God, how does a mother find the strength to make the decision to let go?</p><p>How will my child survive?</p><p>My mother recently told me that the best decision is not always the easiest one. Doing what is necessary to help someone [who lives with mental illness] that you love with all you have within your heart and soul can be death to your own soul. That this is worse that physical death because in the end...at some point...physical death brings resolve, eventually peace. Mental illness often finds neither.</p><p>She has lived this...the impossible decision and the death. She has hurt.</p><p>I must trust her words.</p><p>I must trust God.</p><p>Still.</p><p>I can't do it.</p><p>My beautiful child should not have to live this.</p><p>My fists are clinched in a white knuckle grip...</p><p>...not able to let go...</p><p>...not able to hold on.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><em>~~~</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em>Away.</em></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><div class="feedflare">
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			<author>MelodyS</author>
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Watching as this diverse group of women stood by waiting to go onstage and perform a belly dance, my thoughts were...
How brave and self-assured these women are...mothers, sisters, daughters, women...preparing to go onstage before hundreds of people for a belly dancing performance. 
I felt it...what they have...and I want it...
...that umph go for it spirit...that this is for me do not ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="asset asset-image"></p><p class="asset asset-image"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5f99f46970c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" style="text-decoration: none;text-decoration: none; "><img alt="-1-32" class="at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5f99f46970c " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5f99f46970c-500wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></img></a></p><p></p><p class="asset asset-image">Watching as this diverse group of women stood by waiting to go onstage and perform a belly dance, my thoughts were...</p><p class="asset asset-image">How brave and self-assured these women are...mothers, sisters, daughters, women...preparing to go onstage before hundreds of people for a belly dancing performance. </p><p class="asset asset-image">I felt it...what they have...and I want it...</p><p class="asset asset-image">...that <em>umph go for it </em>spirit...that <em>this is for me do not care what anyone else thinks </em>spirit.</p><p class="asset asset-image">Yeah, that's it. </p><p class="asset asset-image">It is within me...within you.</p><p class="asset asset-image">Let's go for our dreams. Lose the inhibitions. Drop the excuses.</p><p class="asset asset-image">We have what it takes to achieve our dreams...be <a href="http://www.traceyclark.com/blog/2009/9/27/spinning.html" target="_blank">our best</a></p><p class="asset asset-image">Yes, we do.</p><p class="asset asset-image">Can I get a <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/lose-the-inhibitions.html#comments" target="_blank">comment</a> <em>high five</em>?</p><p class="asset asset-image"></p><div class="feedflare">
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			<author>MelodyS</author>
			<description>- http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5f99f46970c-popup

Watching as this diverse group of women stood by waiting to go onstage and perform a belly dance, my thoughts were...
How brave and self-assured these women are...mothers, sisters, daughters, women...preparing to go onstage before hundreds of people for a belly dancing performance. 
I felt it...what they have...and I want it...
...that umph go for it spirit...that this is for me do not ...</description>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p class="asset asset-image"></p><p class="asset asset-image"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5f99f46970c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" style="text-decoration: none;text-decoration: none; "><img alt="-1-32" class="at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5f99f46970c " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef0120a5f99f46970c-500wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></img></a></p><p ></p><p class="asset asset-image">Watching as this diverse group of women stood by waiting to go onstage and perform a belly dance, my thoughts were...</p><p class="asset asset-image">How brave and self-assured these women are...mothers, sisters, daughters, women...preparing to go onstage before hundreds of people for a belly dancing performance. </p><p class="asset asset-image">I felt it...what they have...and I want it...</p><p class="asset asset-image">...that <em >umph go for it </em>spirit...that <em >this is for me do not care what anyone else thinks </em>spirit.</p><p class="asset asset-image">Yeah, that's it. </p><p class="asset asset-image">It is within me...within you.</p><p class="asset asset-image">Let's go for our dreams. Lose the inhibitions. Drop the excuses.</p><p class="asset asset-image">We have what it takes to achieve our dreams...be <a href="http://www.traceyclark.com/blog/2009/9/27/spinning.html" target="_blank">our best</a></p><p class="asset asset-image">Yes, we do.</p><p class="asset asset-image">Can I get a <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/lose-the-inhibitions.html#comments" target="_blank">comment</a> <em >high five</em>?</p><p class="asset asset-image"></p></div>
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			<author>MelodyS</author>
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This little critter was staring at the top of a park garbage can which was overflowing with inviting treats. He seemed to be contemplating whether or not he could make that leap to the top.
He made me stop and realize that I have been contemplating wonder if I can make it through the nearly unbearable challenges our family ...</description>
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</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">This little critter was staring at the top of a park garbage can which was overflowing with inviting treats. He seemed to be contemplating whether or not he could make that leap to the top.</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">He made me stop and realize that I have been contemplating <em>wonder if I can make it </em>through the nearly unbearable challenges our family has been facing<em> </em>for quite some time now.</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">For the record, the squirrel made it.</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">So if God takes care of that little squirrel...</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">~~~</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">A gorgeous landscape? A happy face? An unbelievable moment captured in a snap?</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">What SOOC photo do you have to share this <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/03/sooc-saturday-photo-sharing.html" target="_blank">SOOC Saturday</a> [weekend]?</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/sooc-saturday-wonder-if-i-can-make-it.html#comments" target="_blank">Comment</a></p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: left;"><em>Just for the record, we are still posting <a href="http://www.macandmelody.com/" target="_blank">here</a> daily.</em></p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;"></p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;"></p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;"></p>
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This little critter was staring at the top of a park garbage can which was overflowing with inviting treats. He seemed to be contemplating whether or not he could make that leap to the top.
He made me stop and realize that I have been contemplating wonder if I can make it through the nearly unbearable challenges our family ...</description>
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</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">This little critter was staring at the top of a park garbage can which was overflowing with inviting treats. He seemed to be contemplating whether or not he could make that leap to the top.</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">He made me stop and realize that I have been contemplating <em >wonder if I can make it </em>through the nearly unbearable challenges our family has been facing<em > </em>for quite some time now.</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">For the record, the squirrel made it.</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">So if God takes care of that little squirrel...</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">~~~</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">A gorgeous landscape? A happy face? An unbelievable moment captured in a snap?</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;">What SOOC photo do you have to share this <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/03/sooc-saturday-photo-sharing.html" target="_blank">SOOC Saturday</a> [weekend]?</p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/sooc-saturday-wonder-if-i-can-make-it.html#comments" target="_blank">Comment</a></p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: left;"><em >Just for the record, we are still posting <a href="http://www.macandmelody.com/" target="_blank">here</a> daily.</em></p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;"></p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;"></p><p class="asset asset-image" style="text-align: center;"></p>
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			<description>My twelve year old son, Mac--who lives with Asperger's Syndrome, and I would like to add our voices in disdain for the &quot;I Am Autism&quot; - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDdcDlQVYtM video which is a product of Autism Speaks. In our opinion, the video vilifies autistic people.
Autism Speaks does not speak for us.
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p style="text-align: left;">My twelve year old son, Mac--who lives with Asperger's Syndrome, and I would like to add our voices in disdain for the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDdcDlQVYtM" target="_blank">"I Am Autism"</a> video which is a product of Autism Speaks. In our opinion, the video vilifies autistic people.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Autism Speaks does not speak for us.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Attitudes create and perpetuate stigmatizing of all who live on the Autistic Spectrum.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Attitudes stigmatize all who live with differences.</p><p style="text-align: left;">I once <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2008/03/there-when-you.html" target="_blank">wrote</a>...</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><blockquote ><span style="line-height: 19px; ">Am I trying to <em >write</em> a book of their lives rather than <em >read</em> the book that has been written?  I believe children come to us with a definite purpose for their lives, and we must love them, study them, and decode their strengths in order to help them fulfill their purpose.  I do not believe we are to mold them into clones of ourselves or others.  Children often spend their entire lives trying to overcome what we make of them.  I do not want that for my sons.</span></blockquote><span style="line-height: 19px;">I stand by those words.</span><p ></p><p style="text-align: center;">Take a <a href="http://www.examiner.com/examiner/x-21742-Long-Island-Autism-Examiner~y2009m9d23-Autism-Speaks-it-just-got-worse" target="_blank">higher</a> view of life.</p><p style="text-align: center;">My son accepts your difference.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Won't you accept his?</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p></div>
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			<description>My twelve year old son, Mac--who lives with Asperger's Syndrome, and I would like to add our voices in disdain for the &quot;I Am Autism&quot; - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDdcDlQVYtM video which is a product of Autism Speaks. In our opinion, the video vilifies autistic people.
Autism Speaks does not speak for us.
Attitudes create and perpetuate stigmatizing of all who live on the Autistic Spectrum.
Attitudes ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: left;">My twelve year old son, Mac--who lives with Asperger's Syndrome, and I would like to add our voices in disdain for the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDdcDlQVYtM" target="_blank">"I Am Autism"</a> video which is a product of Autism Speaks. In our opinion, the video vilifies autistic people.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Autism Speaks does not speak for us.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Attitudes create and perpetuate stigmatizing of all who live on the Autistic Spectrum.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Attitudes stigmatize all who live with differences.</p><p style="text-align: left;">I once <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2008/03/there-when-you.html" target="_blank">wrote</a>...</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><blockquote><span style="line-height: 19px; ">Am I trying to <em>write</em> a book of their lives rather than <em>read</em> the book that has been written?  I believe children come to us with a definite purpose for their lives, and we must love them, study them, and decode their strengths in order to help them fulfill their purpose.  I do not believe we are to mold them into clones of ourselves or others.  Children often spend their entire lives trying to overcome what we make of them.  I do not want that for my sons.</span></blockquote><span style="line-height: 19px;">I stand by those words.</span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Take a <a href="http://www.examiner.com/examiner/x-21742-Long-Island-Autism-Examiner~y2009m9d23-Autism-Speaks-it-just-got-worse" target="_blank">higher</a> view of life.</p><p style="text-align: center;">My son accepts your difference.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Won't you accept his?</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="feedflare">
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 Falling down is
what happens when a mom tries to keep up
with her twelve year old son hopping across railroad tracks.
Don't you love accidental shots?
What SOOC photo do you have to share this SOOC Saturday - http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/03/sooc-saturday-photo-sharing.html {weekend}?
Sorry this went up so late. We were here - http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/a-light-from-within.html#comments.
Comment Love - http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/sooc-saturday-falling-down.html#comments</description>
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</p> <p style="text-align: center;">Falling down is</p><p style="text-align: center;">what happens when a mom tries to keep up</p><p style="text-align: center;">with her twelve year old son hopping across railroad tracks.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Don't you love accidental shots?</p><p style="text-align: center;">What SOOC photo do you have to share this <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/03/sooc-saturday-photo-sharing.html" target="_blank">SOOC Saturday</a> {weekend}?</p><p style="text-align: center;"><em>Sorry this went up so late. We were <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/a-light-from-within.html#comments" target="_blank">here</a>.</em></p><p style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/sooc-saturday-falling-down.html#comments" target="_blank">Comment Love</a></p>

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 Falling down is
what happens when a mom tries to keep up
with her twelve year old son hopping across railroad tracks.
Don't you love accidental shots?
What SOOC photo do you have to share this SOOC Saturday - http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/03/sooc-saturday-photo-sharing.html {weekend}?
Sorry this went up so late. We were here - http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/a-light-from-within.html#comments.
Comment Love - http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/sooc-saturday-falling-down.html#comments</description>
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</p> <p style="text-align: center;">Falling down is</p><p style="text-align: center;">what happens when a mom tries to keep up</p><p style="text-align: center;">with her twelve year old son hopping across railroad tracks.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Don't you love accidental shots?</p><p style="text-align: center;">What SOOC photo do you have to share this <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/03/sooc-saturday-photo-sharing.html" target="_blank">SOOC Saturday</a> {weekend}?</p><p style="text-align: center;"><em >Sorry this went up so late. We were <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/a-light-from-within.html#comments" target="_blank">here</a>.</em></p><p style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/sooc-saturday-falling-down.html#comments" target="_blank">Comment Love</a></p>

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&quot;People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.&quot;
~ Elizabeth Kubler-Ross ~


Despite family upheaval around him, Mac is preparing for his first photography showing this weekend at the young artists market of a local ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef011570d1db43970c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" style="display: inline;"><img alt="Mac 07042009" class="at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef011570d1db43970c selected " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef011570d1db43970c-500wi"></img></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Verdana, arial; font-size: 11px; ">"People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within."</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, arial; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: x-small; ">~ Elizabeth Kubler-Ross ~</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><br></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">Despite family upheaval around him, Mac is preparing for his first photography showing this weekend at the young artists market of a local art festival. He [and his mom] are way excited.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">Please join me in wishing him lots of fun.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><br></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">~~~~~</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><em>~ Mac and I are <a href="http://www.macandmelody.com/" target="_blank">there</a> daily [totally loving it]. We promise details about how you will be invited to participate and our charitable causes soon...promise. Life has been hectic.</em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><em>~ I'll see you here tomorrow for <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/03/sooc-saturday-photo-sharing.html" target="_blank">SOOC Saturday</a> [weekend].</em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><em>~ Wil has a <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/wil%27swheels2.jpg" target="_blank">project</a> on the horizon.</em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><em>~ These boys are exhausting me, but in a good way.</em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><em>~ Thanks for your <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/hugs.html" target="_blank">hugs</a>.</em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><font size="3"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/a-light-from-within.html#comments" target="_blank">Comment with some Mac love :)</a></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span color="#3F3E29" style="font-family: Verdana, arial;"><span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "></span></span></span></p><h2 style="font-family: Arial, verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #000000; font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: 0.02em; "><p style="text-align: -webkit-right;"></p></h2><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="feedflare">
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&quot;People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.&quot;
~ Elizabeth Kubler-Ross ~


Despite family upheaval around him, Mac is preparing for his first photography showing this weekend at the young artists market of a local ...</description>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef011570d1db43970c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" style="display: inline;"><img alt="Mac 07042009" class="at-xid-6a00d8341bfadf53ef011570d1db43970c selected " src="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341bfadf53ef011570d1db43970c-500wi"></img></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Verdana, arial; font-size: 11px; ">"People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within."</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, arial; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: x-small; ">~ Elizabeth Kubler-Ross ~</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><br ></br></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">Despite family upheaval around him, Mac is preparing for his first photography showing this weekend at the young artists market of a local art festival. He [and his mom] are way excited.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">Please join me in wishing him lots of fun.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><br ></br></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">~~~~~</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><em >~ Mac and I are <a href="http://www.macandmelody.com/" target="_blank">there</a> daily [totally loving it]. We promise details about how you will be invited to participate and our charitable causes soon...promise. Life has been hectic.</em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><em >~ I'll see you here tomorrow for <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/03/sooc-saturday-photo-sharing.html" target="_blank">SOOC Saturday</a> [weekend].</em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><em >~ Wil has a <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/wil%27swheels2.jpg" target="_blank">project</a> on the horizon.</em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><em >~ These boys are exhausting me, but in a good way.</em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span size="3;" style="font-family: Verdana, arial"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><em >~ Thanks for your <a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/hugs.html" target="_blank">hugs</a>.</em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><font size="3"><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2009/09/a-light-from-within.html#comments" target="_blank">Comment with some Mac love :)</a></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span color="#3F3E29" style="font-family: Verdana, arial;"><span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "></span></span></span></p><h2 style="font-family: Arial, verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #000000; font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: 0.02em; "><p style="text-align: -webkit-right;"></p></h2><p ></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p></div>
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