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	<title>Comments on: He is not here: Easter morning 2005</title>
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	<description>pictures and stories from the water's edge</description>
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		<title>By: Mike Marden</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mike Marden</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2005 19:07:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank-you very much.  I lost my older sister a year and a half ago after a long battle with cancer.  Although I wasn&#039;t able to get up to Washington to see her these past five years, we talked often on the phone, and I could tell toward the end that it was hard for her.  Fortunately she had been the head intensive care nurse at the hospital, and the staff made sure she was comfortable.  I know that wherever she is now, she can feel the sun on her face and the wind in her hair.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank-you very much.  I lost my older sister a year and a half ago after a long battle with cancer.  Although I wasn&#8217;t able to get up to Washington to see her these past five years, we talked often on the phone, and I could tell toward the end that it was hard for her.  Fortunately she had been the head intensive care nurse at the hospital, and the staff made sure she was comfortable.  I know that wherever she is now, she can feel the sun on her face and the wind in her hair.</p>
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		<title>By: Hamburger lad</title>
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		<dc:creator>Hamburger lad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 05:42:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautiful. Just... beautiful. Thank you for sharing this. 
He is risen indeed!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful. Just&#8230; beautiful. Thank you for sharing this.<br />
He is risen indeed!</p>
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		<title>By: Earth Girl</title>
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		<dc:creator>Earth Girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 12:39:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for sharing this.  Mom is now there too, even though Jim and my mother had very different atoms as temporary storage cases for their souls.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for sharing this.  Mom is now there too, even though Jim and my mother had very different atoms as temporary storage cases for their souls.</p>
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