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	<description>Life.  It's just one damn thing after another.</description>
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		<title>Comment on The Ache That Won&#8217;t Go Away by Pam</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2007/01/29/the-ache-that-wont-go-away/#comment-5071</link>
		<dc:creator>Pam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 18:41:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes Monica, she would have approved, of that you can be sure.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes Monica, she would have approved, of that you can be sure.</p>
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		<title>Comment on A History of Mon-Mon by Pam</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2006/06/22/a-history-of-mon-mon/#comment-5070</link>
		<dc:creator>Pam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 18:01:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow Monica, what a blog, you made me cry.  IT&#039;s okay though, tears are suppose to be healing.  I am sorry I wasn&#039;t there when this all happened, I only heard about it months later.  When I did hear my heart went straight to you though, I knew you were the one that would feel the impact the hardest.

I&#039;m so glad to know your Mama called you before it all happened because although you knew she loved you very much, it&#039;s a comfort to know she was thinking about you at that time.  I really don&#039;t know exactly why they were taking that trip, nor why you weren&#039;t along then, but I&#039;m glad you weren&#039;t.  

As for being a survivor, I suppose yes, you are, although I&#039;m sure that isn&#039;t a label that you got by choice.  

Can you tell me a bit about who helped finish raising you?  I really don&#039;t know what all happened back then, I was doing my own running at the time.  

If you have questions that maybe I can answer, please ask, I would love to talk about Nena, she was precious to me and yes, to everyone who knew her.  Your Dad was a little tougher for me to know, but he was a good heart too.  Thanks for sharing your story, or at least this part for now.  I love you little girl.  Pam</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow Monica, what a blog, you made me cry.  IT&#8217;s okay though, tears are suppose to be healing.  I am sorry I wasn&#8217;t there when this all happened, I only heard about it months later.  When I did hear my heart went straight to you though, I knew you were the one that would feel the impact the hardest.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m so glad to know your Mama called you before it all happened because although you knew she loved you very much, it&#8217;s a comfort to know she was thinking about you at that time.  I really don&#8217;t know exactly why they were taking that trip, nor why you weren&#8217;t along then, but I&#8217;m glad you weren&#8217;t.  </p>
<p>As for being a survivor, I suppose yes, you are, although I&#8217;m sure that isn&#8217;t a label that you got by choice.  </p>
<p>Can you tell me a bit about who helped finish raising you?  I really don&#8217;t know what all happened back then, I was doing my own running at the time.  </p>
<p>If you have questions that maybe I can answer, please ask, I would love to talk about Nena, she was precious to me and yes, to everyone who knew her.  Your Dad was a little tougher for me to know, but he was a good heart too.  Thanks for sharing your story, or at least this part for now.  I love you little girl.  Pam</p>
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		<title>Comment on Today&#8217;s Quote, #1 by charles0908</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2009/08/04/todays-quote-1/#comment-5068</link>
		<dc:creator>charles0908</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 08:18:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes, it might be so:  what about this one: Suicide bombers should buy life insurance...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes, it might be so:  what about this one: Suicide bombers should buy life insurance&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Comment on Taste the Rainbow by Cornelius</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2009/09/28/taste-the-rainbow/#comment-5064</link>
		<dc:creator>Cornelius</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 04:24:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Cumming in Starburst flavours (or Skittles) would be interesting.  Cumming in the flavors of chips kinda sounds gross, though.  Speaking rhetorically, of course, not referring to you specifically...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cumming in Starburst flavours (or Skittles) would be interesting.  Cumming in the flavors of chips kinda sounds gross, though.  Speaking rhetorically, of course, not referring to you specifically&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Comment on Today&#8217;s Happy, #10 by mmkeekah</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2009/10/05/todays-happy-10-2/#comment-5062</link>
		<dc:creator>mmkeekah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 17:58:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nope.  But I felt like sharing today... hee.  It made me smile as well...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nope.  But I felt like sharing today&#8230; hee.  It made me smile as well&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Comment on Today&#8217;s Happy, #10 by Richard Levitte</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2009/10/05/todays-happy-10-2/#comment-5061</link>
		<dc:creator>Richard Levitte</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 17:54:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>First one?

I really don&#039;t have much to say...  most of all, your entry just made me smile :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>First one?</p>
<p>I really don&#8217;t have much to say&#8230;  most of all, your entry just made me smile <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Comment on Taste the Rainbow by mmkeekah</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2009/09/28/taste-the-rainbow/#comment-5030</link>
		<dc:creator>mmkeekah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 14:50:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I claim artistic license... as a word artist, I can choose to use them in any manner I see fit for my creative outlet.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I claim artistic license&#8230; as a word artist, I can choose to use them in any manner I see fit for my creative outlet.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Taste the Rainbow by Jeff Jeff</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2009/09/28/taste-the-rainbow/#comment-5029</link>
		<dc:creator>Jeff Jeff</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 14:28:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Actually, &quot;Taste the Rainbow&quot; is the advertising tagline for Skittles not Starburst...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Actually, &#8220;Taste the Rainbow&#8221; is the advertising tagline for Skittles not Starburst&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Comment on Desperately Seeking Forgiveness by Penny Karma</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2009/09/26/desperately-seeking-forgiveness/#comment-5028</link>
		<dc:creator>Penny Karma</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 22:01:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oooh, girl.  I recently had a similar bombshell dropped on me.  I discovered that my husband had slept with my best friend many years ago and I didn&#039;t find out until I found an email in which my husband confessed it to his current girlfriend.  There&#039;s an unbelievable amount of backstory, too.  I&#039;m debating whether or not to blog about it.  I&#039;m not innocent, he busted me in an affair shortly before this incident, but for the last eight years he&#039;s insisted that he&#039;s never been with anyone but me, and he led me to believe that I was the only one who didn&#039;t deserve to be trusted.  He and I are still together, but trust continues to be a struggle.  

The other girl wrote me a note asking me to call her and talk about it, but I said no.  I wrote a very cathartic email telling her that she had destroyed my life.  It felt fantastic to spell out exactly how awful it was to find out about it.  But reading your post about how it wasn&#039;t really about hurting Me, made me feel a little like forgiving her... someday, but not today.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oooh, girl.  I recently had a similar bombshell dropped on me.  I discovered that my husband had slept with my best friend many years ago and I didn&#8217;t find out until I found an email in which my husband confessed it to his current girlfriend.  There&#8217;s an unbelievable amount of backstory, too.  I&#8217;m debating whether or not to blog about it.  I&#8217;m not innocent, he busted me in an affair shortly before this incident, but for the last eight years he&#8217;s insisted that he&#8217;s never been with anyone but me, and he led me to believe that I was the only one who didn&#8217;t deserve to be trusted.  He and I are still together, but trust continues to be a struggle.  </p>
<p>The other girl wrote me a note asking me to call her and talk about it, but I said no.  I wrote a very cathartic email telling her that she had destroyed my life.  It felt fantastic to spell out exactly how awful it was to find out about it.  But reading your post about how it wasn&#8217;t really about hurting Me, made me feel a little like forgiving her&#8230; someday, but not today.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Desperately Seeking Forgiveness by mmkeekah</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2009/09/26/desperately-seeking-forgiveness/#comment-5026</link>
		<dc:creator>mmkeekah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 14:38:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for reading my post, Ken.  If you knew anyone who knew me, or if you knew me (grin), you&#039;d know I&#039;m pretty authentic in real life as well.  I just tell it like it is from my perspective.  I guess I think people care what I think...lol.

I worry too about sharing someone&#039;s story on here... I kind of feel its really not my place.  And yet, sometimes my heart won&#039;t leave me alone until I write it out.  I hope I never hurt anyone I care about it... and yet I have to remain true to myself as well.  Most of the time I hope the universe will make it work out so that someone - anyone - will hear the true intent of the message behind the story... 

Did you hear it?  

Take care and I will visit your blog...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for reading my post, Ken.  If you knew anyone who knew me, or if you knew me (grin), you&#8217;d know I&#8217;m pretty authentic in real life as well.  I just tell it like it is from my perspective.  I guess I think people care what I think&#8230;lol.</p>
<p>I worry too about sharing someone&#8217;s story on here&#8230; I kind of feel its really not my place.  And yet, sometimes my heart won&#8217;t leave me alone until I write it out.  I hope I never hurt anyone I care about it&#8230; and yet I have to remain true to myself as well.  Most of the time I hope the universe will make it work out so that someone &#8211; anyone &#8211; will hear the true intent of the message behind the story&#8230; </p>
<p>Did you hear it?  </p>
<p>Take care and I will visit your blog&#8230;</p>
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