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		<title>By: Linda</title>
		<link>http://mysteryoriley.com/2007/12/29/time-doesnt-seem-real/#comment-612</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Linda]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 05:14:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[writinggb:  You have been such a steadfast reader and supporter of our reason for continuing the blog.  Many is the night when I can think of nothing to say, and yet, the words come and the message is sent - no matter how frayed the edges of the sentiment.  Thank you for sending peace.  What more could any of us ask?  L.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>writinggb:  You have been such a steadfast reader and supporter of our reason for continuing the blog.  Many is the night when I can think of nothing to say, and yet, the words come and the message is sent &#8211; no matter how frayed the edges of the sentiment.  Thank you for sending peace.  What more could any of us ask?  L.</p>
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		<title>By: writinggb</title>
		<link>http://mysteryoriley.com/2007/12/29/time-doesnt-seem-real/#comment-608</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 16:47:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The concept of time is difficult for me anyway.  Throw in the greif part and I can&#039;t fathom it.

Sorry I have no words of wisdom, just a wish I send you for peace.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The concept of time is difficult for me anyway.  Throw in the greif part and I can&#8217;t fathom it.</p>
<p>Sorry I have no words of wisdom, just a wish I send you for peace.</p>
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		<title>By: SANDY SHANES MOM</title>
		<link>http://mysteryoriley.com/2007/12/29/time-doesnt-seem-real/#comment-601</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[SANDY SHANES MOM]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 01:44:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[OWENS MOM, I AM SO GLAD I FINALLY FOUND YOU AGAIN. I HAVE BEEN READING YOUR BLOG THE LAST COUPLE DAYS . THANK-YOU FOR SHARING YOUR LIFE (SOME OVER MY HEAD STUFF) .JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW I STILL THINK OF YOU &amp; YOUR OWEN &amp; FAMILY DAILY. I AM SO SORRY YOU HAVE NOT GOTTEN ANY ANSERWERS YET. KEEPING YOU &amp; OWEN IN MY THOUGHTS DAILY. LOVE SANDY SHANES MOM]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OWENS MOM, I AM SO GLAD I FINALLY FOUND YOU AGAIN. I HAVE BEEN READING YOUR BLOG THE LAST COUPLE DAYS . THANK-YOU FOR SHARING YOUR LIFE (SOME OVER MY HEAD STUFF) .JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW I STILL THINK OF YOU &amp; YOUR OWEN &amp; FAMILY DAILY. I AM SO SORRY YOU HAVE NOT GOTTEN ANY ANSERWERS YET. KEEPING YOU &amp; OWEN IN MY THOUGHTS DAILY. LOVE SANDY SHANES MOM</p>
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		<title>By: marielsgarden</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 16:09:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Your love makes sure that Nat and Owen will always live in the &quot;everlasting present&quot;. I know someday you will all get to hug each other again. Take care.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your love makes sure that Nat and Owen will always live in the &#8220;everlasting present&#8221;. I know someday you will all get to hug each other again. Take care.</p>
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		<title>By: Time doesn&#8217;t seem real</title>
		<link>http://mysteryoriley.com/2007/12/29/time-doesnt-seem-real/#comment-596</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Time doesn&#8217;t seem real]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 09:33:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] Time doesn&#8217;t seem real  Harbor Tour, San Diego, California How could it?  Nat and Owen in San Diego&#8230;just yesterday&#8230;and years ago.  How can time be real?  They were there, I took the picture.  I&#8217;m having trouble thinking they will never again hug each other.  Their hugs now will be something of an other-worldly sensation.  I hope they&#8217;re still able to feel the warmth, the love. Peace, my babies.  God, why&#8230;  I love you, my sons.  xoxo, Mom [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Time doesn&#8217;t seem real  Harbor Tour, San Diego, California How could it?  Nat and Owen in San Diego&#8230;just yesterday&#8230;and years ago.  How can time be real?  They were there, I took the picture.  I&#8217;m having trouble thinking they will never again hug each other.  Their hugs now will be something of an other-worldly sensation.  I hope they&#8217;re still able to feel the warmth, the love. Peace, my babies.  God, why&#8230;  I love you, my sons.  xoxo, Mom [...]</p>
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