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		<title>By: Guilty Secret</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/08/the-ghost-image/comment-page-1/#comment-4004</link>
		<dc:creator>Guilty Secret</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 19:14:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>*sigh*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You&#039;re amazing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>*sigh*</p>
<p>You're amazing.</p>
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		<title>By: kristi</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/08/the-ghost-image/comment-page-1/#comment-3941</link>
		<dc:creator>kristi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 03:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This post is so powerful! I can read the love in it.......from beginning to end.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This post is so powerful! I can read the love in it.......from beginning to end.</p>
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		<title>By: woman.anonymous7</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/08/the-ghost-image/comment-page-1/#comment-3920</link>
		<dc:creator>woman.anonymous7</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 16:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have similar overlays over precious memories from a past that I never really had. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sorting through reality, meaning, truth, what I want, what I have...it&#039;s good to know that at least in one person&#039;s experience the fragments settle into a whole and complete, albeit new life in which there is room for love and trust. And that one can grow to trust the threads of truth that ran through the fabric of the past - because I&#039;m sure they&#039;re there. Most of me has no doubt that Husband loved me, even when he lied, as evidenced by his work and willingness and support for me today. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thank you for providing me a moment to reflect on that. Those moments are stepping stones toward peace.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have similar overlays over precious memories from a past that I never really had. </p>
<p>Sorting through reality, meaning, truth, what I want, what I have...it's good to know that at least in one person's experience the fragments settle into a whole and complete, albeit new life in which there is room for love and trust. And that one can grow to trust the threads of truth that ran through the fabric of the past - because I'm sure they're there. Most of me has no doubt that Husband loved me, even when he lied, as evidenced by his work and willingness and support for me today. </p>
<p>Thank you for providing me a moment to reflect on that. Those moments are stepping stones toward peace.</p>
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		<title>By: Misery Marketing</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/08/the-ghost-image/comment-page-1/#comment-3913</link>
		<dc:creator>Misery Marketing</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 17:17:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Only I know the true evil that lurks in the hearts and minds of men. Run. Run far. Run fast. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Only I know the true evil that lurks in the hearts and minds of men. Run. Run far. Run fast. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA</p>
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		<title>By: vicariousrising</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/08/the-ghost-image/comment-page-1/#comment-3911</link>
		<dc:creator>vicariousrising</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 19:14:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I sometimes wonder if you really know your husband at all or if you are determined to cling on to some idealized version of him no matter what the transgressions. Perhaps you&#039;re just quite the romantic. If it were me, I&#039;d be much more realistic about the state of my union and probably more wary, angry and hurt (albeit in diminishing amounts as we worked on things together).  But I would still be questioning my own judgement and instincts for a very  long time. I know I still am smarting from my best friend fiasco.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I sometimes wonder if you really know your husband at all or if you are determined to cling on to some idealized version of him no matter what the transgressions. Perhaps you're just quite the romantic. If it were me, I'd be much more realistic about the state of my union and probably more wary, angry and hurt (albeit in diminishing amounts as we worked on things together).  But I would still be questioning my own judgement and instincts for a very  long time. I know I still am smarting from my best friend fiasco.</p>
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		<title>By: Sisyphesse</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/08/the-ghost-image/comment-page-1/#comment-3910</link>
		<dc:creator>Sisyphesse</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 19:03:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s amazing how life&#039;s routines can snatch away our ability to glow in these moments.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;With children, we&#039;ve become so practical.  In our house, we&#039;re all rushing to get our nighttime things done.  More often than not, I hardly notice when my husband is putting on his sleep clothes (T - Shirt and shorts).  Then, we often fall asleep in our kids&#039; beds and stumble into bed later in the night.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sometimes I joke that it is all a waste of a good vasectomy.  ;)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But on those rare occasions when I do see him disrobe (or heck, just see his gorgeous naked body), that giddy ol&#039; feeling comes right on back again.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A really lovely memory, Mary.  Thanks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It's amazing how life's routines can snatch away our ability to glow in these moments.  </p>
<p>With children, we've become so practical.  In our house, we're all rushing to get our nighttime things done.  More often than not, I hardly notice when my husband is putting on his sleep clothes (T - Shirt and shorts).  Then, we often fall asleep in our kids' beds and stumble into bed later in the night.  </p>
<p>Sometimes I joke that it is all a waste of a good vasectomy.  <img src='http://aroomofmamasown.com/wordpress/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>But on those rare occasions when I do see him disrobe (or heck, just see his gorgeous naked body), that giddy ol' feeling comes right on back again.  </p>
<p>A really lovely memory, Mary.  Thanks.</p>
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		<title>By: Sunshine Morningstar</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sunshine Morningstar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 14:06:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautifully written.  I don&#039;t have any memories of watching my husband get undressed in the moonlight.  I&#039;m usually watching to see if he trips on a piece of clothing or knocks/spills something over.  Then I laugh.  How un-romantic :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautifully written.  I don't have any memories of watching my husband get undressed in the moonlight.  I'm usually watching to see if he trips on a piece of clothing or knocks/spills something over.  Then I laugh.  How un-romantic <img src='http://aroomofmamasown.com/wordpress/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Ariane</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ariane</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 10:31:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is beautiful. So different from my life, but resonates so strongly. Thanks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is beautiful. So different from my life, but resonates so strongly. Thanks.</p>
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		<title>By: mapelba</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/08/the-ghost-image/comment-page-1/#comment-3907</link>
		<dc:creator>mapelba</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 04:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>To have that love...luck and effort.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I&#039;m now unsettled.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To have that love...luck and effort.</p>
<p>I'm now unsettled.</p>
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		<title>By: Eileen</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/08/the-ghost-image/comment-page-1/#comment-3906</link>
		<dc:creator>Eileen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 03:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So well written, so full of love, emotion and a couple that communicates and works issues out together, despite the pain.  &lt;br/&gt;Thank you for sharing this so honestly.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So well written, so full of love, emotion and a couple that communicates and works issues out together, despite the pain.  <br />Thank you for sharing this so honestly.</p>
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