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	<description>Little snippets of life through the medium of song</description>
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		<title>by: Jill</title>
		<link>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/08/13/see-me-feel-me-touch-me-heal-me/#comment-22</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 06:46:40 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>What a poignant story from your life.  I do think it wonderful and wondrous that, amidst all the terrible memories, those seemingly small acts that some folk make towards others can hold such a depth of meaning.  I really loved this.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>What a poignant story from your life.  I do think it wonderful and wondrous that, amidst all the terrible memories, those seemingly small acts that some folk make towards others can hold such a depth of meaning.  I really loved this.
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		<title>by: Gail</title>
		<link>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/07/16/id-please/#comment-21</link>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 19:16:42 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>Terry, I could relate so much to your post. It's a hard slog to hang onto your own identity, and overcome the attitudes of others to your choices. Like you, I explored many crafts and hobbies, which I think was one of the benefits - I would not have been able to do that if I had not stayed at home with my kids. Best of all, they were able to explore with me, and realised that being a mum did not mean giving up your personality or your brain. Our eldest daughter had her family and then continued her education in science. Now her kids know that mums can do anything they want as well, even pursue the secrets of the universe. If we give into others' expectations of ourselves, we lose that vital creative fire. AM, I love your reply to that stupid woman - I've had much the same thing said to me. </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Terry, I could relate so much to your post. It&#8217;s a hard slog to hang onto your own identity, and overcome the attitudes of others to your choices. Like you, I explored many crafts and hobbies, which I think was one of the benefits - I would not have been able to do that if I had not stayed at home with my kids. Best of all, they were able to explore with me, and realised that being a mum did not mean giving up your personality or your brain. Our eldest daughter had her family and then continued her education in science. Now her kids know that mums can do anything they want as well, even pursue the secrets of the universe. If we give into others&#8217; expectations of ourselves, we lose that vital creative fire. AM, I love your reply to that stupid woman - I&#8217;ve had much the same thing said to me.
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		<title>by: Jodhiay</title>
		<link>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/07/16/id-please/#comment-19</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 18:13:17 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>Hi Terry: Anita Marie sent me here. 

I always try to keep in mind that people are defined a lot more than by what they &quot;do.&quot; Sometimes I have to fight it, but reading things like what you've written is awesome reminder. You are so right about running in herds with similar experiences.

(PS: I'm so jealous of people who love numbers: I think with a certain kind of approach, I'd be one of them, but not with how it was taught to me! I too soon joined the &quot;girls just aren't good a math&quot; herd as a kid.)

Keep writing!

Joanne</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Hi Terry: Anita Marie sent me here. </p>
	<p>I always try to keep in mind that people are defined a lot more than by what they &#8220;do.&#8221; Sometimes I have to fight it, but reading things like what you&#8217;ve written is awesome reminder. You are so right about running in herds with similar experiences.</p>
	<p>(PS: I&#8217;m so jealous of people who love numbers: I think with a certain kind of approach, I&#8217;d be one of them, but not with how it was taught to me! I too soon joined the &#8220;girls just aren&#8217;t good a math&#8221; herd as a kid.)</p>
	<p>Keep writing!</p>
	<p>Joanne
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		<title>by: anita marie</title>
		<link>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/07/16/id-please/#comment-18</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 15:37:42 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>A few years ago Luis and I were at this dinner party- it was all talk about politics, history things like that which was about what you'd expect from a group of people who were Professors and Anthropologists and College people- so of course they start swapping 'where did you study ' stories and when it was my turn I said, Edmonds High school- and I wasn't exactly at the top of my my class.

&quot; Oh &quot; says this woman &quot; you must read a lot- you seem so well educated- I mean, it sounds like you study a lot. &quot;

and Terry I couldn't help it I said, &quot; Yeah-mostly I read romance novels there's lots of history and stuff in those. &quot;

But don't think my ego wasn't crunched into a million little pieces. That HURT.

As to kids...now that my kids are in their 20's I'd have to say we get along better now because I get along better with  myself- I don't know maybe the fact they're all boys has something to do with it.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>A few years ago Luis and I were at this dinner party- it was all talk about politics, history things like that which was about what you&#8217;d expect from a group of people who were Professors and Anthropologists and College people- so of course they start swapping &#8216;where did you study &#8216; stories and when it was my turn I said, Edmonds High school- and I wasn&#8217;t exactly at the top of my my class.</p>
	<p>&#8221; Oh &#8221; says this woman &#8221; you must read a lot- you seem so well educated- I mean, it sounds like you study a lot. &#8221;</p>
	<p>and Terry I couldn&#8217;t help it I said, &#8221; Yeah-mostly I read romance novels there&#8217;s lots of history and stuff in those. &#8221;</p>
	<p>But don&#8217;t think my ego wasn&#8217;t crunched into a million little pieces. That HURT.</p>
	<p>As to kids&#8230;now that my kids are in their 20&#8217;s I&#8217;d have to say we get along better now because I get along better with  myself- I don&#8217;t know maybe the fact they&#8217;re all boys has something to do with it.
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		<title>by: anita marie</title>
		<link>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/07/15/the-circle-game/#comment-17</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 19:43:37 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>I can see he hasn't changed- 

Remember the &quot; Don't Tread On Me &quot; shirt you got at the Seattle Center? Actually, I don't remember if that's what it said but it had these defiant leopards on the front and you used to wear it like a combat uniform.

When things get tough I always remember that shirt.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>I can see he hasn&#8217;t changed- </p>
	<p>Remember the &#8221; Don&#8217;t Tread On Me &#8221; shirt you got at the Seattle Center? Actually, I don&#8217;t remember if that&#8217;s what it said but it had these defiant leopards on the front and you used to wear it like a combat uniform.</p>
	<p>When things get tough I always remember that shirt.
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		<title>by: Kerry</title>
		<link>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/07/11/arrival-at-lake-stevens/#comment-14</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 07:12:07 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>That is masterful - to weave that plaintive song of hope from Oliver! in with your real-life story of survival - I hope you got to keep the beautiful morning for a long time...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>That is masterful - to weave that plaintive song of hope from Oliver! in with your real-life story of survival - I hope you got to keep the beautiful morning for a long time&#8230;
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		<title>by: Kerry</title>
		<link>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/08/10/brothers-in-arms/#comment-13</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 07:08:35 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>So thankful for the friends who help pull me through - then &amp;amp; now </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>So thankful for the friends who help pull me through - then &amp; now
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		<title>by: Kerry</title>
		<link>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/07/12/its-all-over-now-baby-blue/#comment-12</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 07:06:31 +0100</pubDate>
		<guid>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/07/12/its-all-over-now-baby-blue/#comment-12</guid>
					<description>not only the words, but the tone of that song, and that universal refrain, &quot;It's all over now, Baby Blue.&quot; I used to mutter it to myself when things weren't going well - but like you, I survived &amp;amp; lived to tell the tale! </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>not only the words, but the tone of that song, and that universal refrain, &#8220;It&#8217;s all over now, Baby Blue.&#8221; I used to mutter it to myself when things weren&#8217;t going well - but like you, I survived &amp; lived to tell the tale!
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		<title>by: Jill</title>
		<link>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/07/12/its-all-over-now-baby-blue/#comment-9</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 05:21:57 +0100</pubDate>
		<guid>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/07/12/its-all-over-now-baby-blue/#comment-9</guid>
					<description>I agree...the power of this piece speaks volumes.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>I agree&#8230;the power of this piece speaks volumes.
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		<title>by: Jill</title>
		<link>http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/2008/07/11/arrival-at-lake-stevens/#comment-8</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 05:18:39 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>This is so beautifully written.  Harsh realities of some us folks' lives can be difficult - you have handled this perfectly.  I will definitely be reading more - healing too I bet :).
Jill</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>This is so beautifully written.  Harsh realities of some us folks&#8217; lives can be difficult - you have handled this perfectly.  I will definitely be reading more - healing too I bet <img src='http://endlesssong.blogsome.com/wp-images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> .<br />
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