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		<title>You Always Need Your Mom</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 05:56:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It will be three months ago tomorrow that my Mother died of cancer. She wasn&#8217;t just my Mom she truly was also my best friend. I was one of those lucky girls who actually loved to spend time with her Mom. We &#8220;saw&#8221; each other, knew each other, respected each other, as mother and daughter and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-29" title="momdaughter" src="http://stresspecialist.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/momdaughter-287x300.jpg" alt="" width="287" height="300" />It will be three months ago tomorrow that my Mother died of cancer. She wasn&#8217;t just my Mom she truly was also my best friend. I was one of those lucky girls who actually loved to spend time with her Mom. We &#8220;saw&#8221; each other, knew each other, respected each other, as mother and daughter and as woman and woman. I often say, I am proud to have become my mother. She was smart, creative, positive, interested in people and gifted with a great, albeit a bit off color, sense of humor. In an unforeseen turn of events I became a divorced single mom about the same age my mother had  become a divorced single mom. My daughters were even the exact same ages as my sister and I were when my mom got divorced.Our lives shared many parallels, many similar challenges and joys.</p>
<p>I watched my mom live gracefully while dying. I sat by her side as she entertained friends who meant so much to her for the last time. I assured her her sickness was no burden to me. I reminder her that she was teaching me how to live with disease and how to come to the end of life still fully alive. She honored me by allowing me to lay at her side and hold her hand as she took her last breath. I whispered in her ear &#8220;Go Momma, You are free. We will always be together&#8221;. I made sure the window was open so her soul could fly. I held her hand for a long time letting each vein, each finger, her smell etch in my mind forever. The hand I held when I was her little girl was now empty of her soul.I knew I couldn&#8217;t hold on forever but I didn&#8217;t want to let go.</p>
<p>Sadness born of loss is a difficult pain to suffer. Mine often feels like a huge cold and violent wave that crashes over me pulling me under as I struggle to surface, to breathe. There is no pill to take , no cut to bandage, only time to pass as strength returns to my heart. We always need our Mom&#8217;s!! My mother was a fabulous mom and I will misses her and the part of our life that was our journey together until it is my day to die. I send peace and love to everyone who has lost their mom and happiness to evey mother and daughter who have years of lunches and laughter ahead of them. &#8220;I love you Mom&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Post Divorce Dating Dilemma</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2011 04:38:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[TALK: I&#8217;m a recently divorced woman and haven&#8217;t been in the dating scene for a couple of decades now. Can you give me a few pointers on &#8220;casual&#8221; dating so I can get out there and sample my options? ANSWER: You strike me as a savvy woman since you have already ascertained the most important rule of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #cd587e;"><strong>TALK:</strong> <em>I&#8217;m a recently divorced woman and haven&#8217;t been in the dating scene for a couple of decades now. Can you give me a few pointers on &#8220;casual&#8221; dating so I can get out there and sample my options?</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #cd587e;"><strong>ANSWER:</strong></span> You strike me as a savvy woman since you have already ascertained the most important rule of the game: Keeping your options open. There are definitely some key rules to apply to &#8220;sport dating&#8221;, aka, casual dating.</p>
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<li>Keep all the plays and players straight. Who tried to score, who made a pass, who was the tight end ? Sounds obvious but when there are many players it can get confusing. This is where the little black book comes in handy. No harm in keeping a few stats.</li>
<li>Play all early rounds in public venues. Coffee shops, bookstores, lunch places, all allow for quick break aways should the play become foul.</li>
<li>Restrain from home runs, touchdowns and any full court press too early in the game. Always best to wait until you have significantly narrowed the playing field.</li>
<li>Remain a free agent as long as possible. If you just went through a divorce I don&#8217;t have to tell you how complicated contract negations can be.</li>
<li>Be sure you are playing with updated equipment, after all a couple of decades is a considerable amount of time. Get familiar with on-line dating, update the hair cut and please&#8230;&#8230;loose the granny panties.</li>
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<p>You are older and wiser and you will find that as long as you keep it casual &#8220;sport dating&#8221; is a great way to get back in the game and to re hone your skills. Happy dating!</p>
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		<title>Love or Money?</title>
		<link>http://stresspecialist.com/archives/23</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2011 04:32:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[TALK: My friends and I were having a debate about which would be a worse fate: marrying a rich man you don&#8217;t love  or enjoy physically or marrying a poor man you love passionate;y and have great chemistry with. What do you think?&#160; ANSWER: Family money or &#8220;family jewels&#8221;? Darlin&#8217; I would rather be caught holding [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><span style="color: #cd587e;"><strong>TALK:</strong> <em>My friends and I were having a debate about which would be a worse fate: marrying a rich man you don&#8217;t love  or enjoy physically or marrying a poor man you love passionate;y and have great chemistry with. What do you think?</em></span>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="color: #cd587e;"><strong>ANSWER:</strong></span> Family money or &#8220;family jewels&#8221;? Darlin&#8217; I would rather be caught holding the family jewels any day. Without love you have poverty of the soul and that is the worst fate of all.</p>
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