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	<title>Comments on: Indulge my weepy nature</title>
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	<description>Giving Brangelina A Run For Their Money!</description>
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		<title>By: Courtnee</title>
		<link>http://www.muirheadkingdom.com/blogs/daria/2007/12/17/398/#comment-34893</link>
		<dc:creator>Courtnee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 19:20:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay, I am tearing up reading darias blog then reading moms message. I have so many great memories. Daria you will especially remember this one. Remember when Grandma B would sleep over christmas eve on the couch and we would always sleep in the basement together on the hide a bed(I miss that by the way)and talk all night. then at maybe around 5 in the morning we would sneak up stairs and trying to be as quiet as we could not to wake anyone up, but grandma would always beat us and would sit up and look at all presents and stockings then sneak down stairs to be again and wait for mom and dad to say it was okay to get up. I loved that, I dont know who was more of a kid and christmas us or grandma.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, I am tearing up reading darias blog then reading moms message. I have so many great memories. Daria you will especially remember this one. Remember when Grandma B would sleep over christmas eve on the couch and we would always sleep in the basement together on the hide a bed(I miss that by the way)and talk all night. then at maybe around 5 in the morning we would sneak up stairs and trying to be as quiet as we could not to wake anyone up, but grandma would always beat us and would sit up and look at all presents and stockings then sneak down stairs to be again and wait for mom and dad to say it was okay to get up. I loved that, I dont know who was more of a kid and christmas us or grandma.</p>
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		<title>By: Mom</title>
		<link>http://www.muirheadkingdom.com/blogs/daria/2007/12/17/398/#comment-34860</link>
		<dc:creator>Mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 15:54:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dee, you tugged at my heartstrings this morning as I read your post.  Isn't it true - this is a very emotional time of year with a heartful of love for those whom we cherish, yet a time of reflection and missing those no longer with us.  My parents knew and understood the 'magic' of Christmas and always created wonderful memories and traditions for my brothers and I.  We were poor in a wordly sense but richly wrapped in a loving family environment - how blessed we were! I miss my mom and dad immensely, but it is because of them that we carry on the old traditions that created those precious memories.  When each of you are safely in our home each Christmas and Dad and I look upon our wonderful family we always pause to thank our Heavenly Father for the rich blessings he has bestowed upon us.  Christmas is such a special time of year.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dee, you tugged at my heartstrings this morning as I read your post.  Isn&#8217;t it true - this is a very emotional time of year with a heartful of love for those whom we cherish, yet a time of reflection and missing those no longer with us.  My parents knew and understood the &#8216;magic&#8217; of Christmas and always created wonderful memories and traditions for my brothers and I.  We were poor in a wordly sense but richly wrapped in a loving family environment - how blessed we were! I miss my mom and dad immensely, but it is because of them that we carry on the old traditions that created those precious memories.  When each of you are safely in our home each Christmas and Dad and I look upon our wonderful family we always pause to thank our Heavenly Father for the rich blessings he has bestowed upon us.  Christmas is such a special time of year.</p>
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		<title>By: Katie Kates</title>
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		<dc:creator>Katie Kates</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 22:58:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh great. Now I feel even more homesick. I cherish you too D.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh great. Now I feel even more homesick. I cherish you too D.</p>
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