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	<title>Comments on: I&#8217;ve Lost My Head</title>
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	<description>grab a spoon and dig in!</description>
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		<title>By: Christopher aka Mr. Curtains</title>
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		<dc:creator>Christopher aka Mr. Curtains</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 23:33:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh wow...so I&#039;ve just gotten off the phone with you and e-mailed you and thought, I&#039;ve not looked at her website in some time.  And now...it&#039;s a sign-let all your other readers say, &quot;bah!&quot;
I remember those days-wandering cemetaries, wandering anywhere that didn&#039;t seem right but always felt good.  Hands held tight, lungs tightening-&quot;is that really moving?&quot; 
I miss those days-terribly but such fond memories.  Damn, I can&#039;t wait to see the Sisters with you and my other &quot;sister&quot;...it&#039;s gonna be f&#039;in awesome.
This tale brought tears to my eyes...and my mind.  
And by the way...don&#039;t grow up-you get old and die when that happens-we all return to dust eventually we know but let&#039;s not rush it. 
All my love...always-I can&#039;t wait to squeeze you tomorrow.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh wow&#8230;so I&#8217;ve just gotten off the phone with you and e-mailed you and thought, I&#8217;ve not looked at her website in some time.  And now&#8230;it&#8217;s a sign-let all your other readers say, &#8220;bah!&#8221;<br />
I remember those days-wandering cemetaries, wandering anywhere that didn&#8217;t seem right but always felt good.  Hands held tight, lungs tightening-&#8221;is that really moving?&#8221;<br />
I miss those days-terribly but such fond memories.  Damn, I can&#8217;t wait to see the Sisters with you and my other &#8220;sister&#8221;&#8230;it&#8217;s gonna be f&#8217;in awesome.<br />
This tale brought tears to my eyes&#8230;and my mind.<br />
And by the way&#8230;don&#8217;t grow up-you get old and die when that happens-we all return to dust eventually we know but let&#8217;s not rush it.<br />
All my love&#8230;always-I can&#8217;t wait to squeeze you tomorrow.</p>
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		<title>By: Kate</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kate</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 19:20:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Christa, I am about to leave today to visit a gravesite or two.  I do think that being nostalgic is especially difficult around All Hallows&#039; Eve, especially when your dear friends are those who enjoy the &#039;darker&#039; side of life.  &#039;Tis true, some of my friends are still relatively close by in terms of distance, but now with children (and they are blessed with wonderful wee ones) and myself without, it&#039;s hard to find a spot in place and time to just conversate and dream together as we used to.  I believe wholeheartedly that people just grow up too fast and I would prefer not at all! :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Christa, I am about to leave today to visit a gravesite or two.  I do think that being nostalgic is especially difficult around All Hallows&#8217; Eve, especially when your dear friends are those who enjoy the &#8216;darker&#8217; side of life.  &#8216;Tis true, some of my friends are still relatively close by in terms of distance, but now with children (and they are blessed with wonderful wee ones) and myself without, it&#8217;s hard to find a spot in place and time to just conversate and dream together as we used to.  I believe wholeheartedly that people just grow up too fast and I would prefer not at all! <img src='http://www.christabelle.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Sam</title>
		<link>http://www.christabelle.com/index.php/stories-to-share/ive-lost-my-head/comment-page-1/#comment-356</link>
		<dc:creator>Sam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2008 13:47:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You aren&#039;t alone in many of those feelings, especially the sentiment about not growing up. Hold onto that. I&#039;ve chosen to avoid some of the responsibilities of adulthood, like have kids, and I wouldn&#039;t trade it. Pushing back certain feelings takes much of the beauty out of life.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You aren&#8217;t alone in many of those feelings, especially the sentiment about not growing up. Hold onto that. I&#8217;ve chosen to avoid some of the responsibilities of adulthood, like have kids, and I wouldn&#8217;t trade it. Pushing back certain feelings takes much of the beauty out of life.</p>
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