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	<title>Comments on: Guest Post: Aundrea</title>
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	<description>May it nourish and strengthen us</description>
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		<title>By: ABH</title>
		<link>http://lightrefreshmentsserved.com/2009/07/10/guest-post-aundrea/comment-page-1/#comment-7617</link>
		<dc:creator>ABH</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 21:03:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your opening paragraph gave me pause. I too thought that the ache of an empty nest would be softened by the time I would get to spend with my sweet husband. I did not plan on his dying at age 51. The nest is REALLY empty now and it is my choice whether to despair on a daily basis, or to make the choice to be happy anyway. My success with that depends on the day. But do not take for granted that which you cannot control. Base your happiness on yourself and your choices. Knowing you are ok no matter what will greatly enhance the joy your children will experience as they take flight - as they inevitably will.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your opening paragraph gave me pause. I too thought that the ache of an empty nest would be softened by the time I would get to spend with my sweet husband. I did not plan on his dying at age 51. The nest is REALLY empty now and it is my choice whether to despair on a daily basis, or to make the choice to be happy anyway. My success with that depends on the day. But do not take for granted that which you cannot control. Base your happiness on yourself and your choices. Knowing you are ok no matter what will greatly enhance the joy your children will experience as they take flight &#8211; as they inevitably will.</p>
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		<title>By: Kerri</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kerri</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 23:21:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m the mother of a very confident, likable daughter - my only child - and every step of growing up and moving toward leaving home has been much harder on me than it has been on her.  She&#039;s twelve now, so we don&#039;t have all that much longer together.  Though the thought brings tears to my eyes, I relish seeing her moving forward in her life.  And just like her first day of school, when I was tearing up and trying so hard to hide it, thinking how much I would miss her, she will turn to me and say with a huge smile on her face, &quot;Bye-bye, Mama!&quot;  And when her back is turned, I&#039;ll be the one crying.  But I&#039;ll be sending her into the world with the best armor I could provide - faith, love and kindness.  That&#039;s our job, though, isn&#039;t it?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m the mother of a very confident, likable daughter &#8211; my only child &#8211; and every step of growing up and moving toward leaving home has been much harder on me than it has been on her.  She&#8217;s twelve now, so we don&#8217;t have all that much longer together.  Though the thought brings tears to my eyes, I relish seeing her moving forward in her life.  And just like her first day of school, when I was tearing up and trying so hard to hide it, thinking how much I would miss her, she will turn to me and say with a huge smile on her face, &#8220;Bye-bye, Mama!&#8221;  And when her back is turned, I&#8217;ll be the one crying.  But I&#8217;ll be sending her into the world with the best armor I could provide &#8211; faith, love and kindness.  That&#8217;s our job, though, isn&#8217;t it?</p>
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		<title>By: grannybabs</title>
		<link>http://lightrefreshmentsserved.com/2009/07/10/guest-post-aundrea/comment-page-1/#comment-7613</link>
		<dc:creator>grannybabs</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 06:03:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It will come much faster than you ever imagined - in fact, it sort of sneaks up on you!

But it&#039;s actually a nice stage of life - I urge you to embrace it when it comes!  (After all, we had these kids to set them on a path to make their own lives - if they stay home too long, we may have failed them!)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It will come much faster than you ever imagined &#8211; in fact, it sort of sneaks up on you!</p>
<p>But it&#8217;s actually a nice stage of life &#8211; I urge you to embrace it when it comes!  (After all, we had these kids to set them on a path to make their own lives &#8211; if they stay home too long, we may have failed them!)</p>
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		<title>By: emilylf</title>
		<link>http://lightrefreshmentsserved.com/2009/07/10/guest-post-aundrea/comment-page-1/#comment-7611</link>
		<dc:creator>emilylf</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 00:34:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My kids are still little but I find myself thinking about this all the time. I&#039;m terrified of the empty nest. I cried the day I found out my first baby was a boy because I knew some day he would go on a mission and leave me. I know it has to happen and that I&#039;ll have to push it but I&#039;m so glad it&#039;s lots of years away.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My kids are still little but I find myself thinking about this all the time. I&#8217;m terrified of the empty nest. I cried the day I found out my first baby was a boy because I knew some day he would go on a mission and leave me. I know it has to happen and that I&#8217;ll have to push it but I&#8217;m so glad it&#8217;s lots of years away.</p>
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		<title>By: mimi</title>
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		<dc:creator>mimi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 00:21:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I. Love. You.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I. Love. You.</p>
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