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		<title>Comment on More heart than brain. by renée a. schuls-jacobson</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[renée a. schuls-jacobson]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 12:43:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ah. Okay, just making sure that you hadn&#039;t posted something that I missed! Looking forward to your FOLLOW-UP to this post! ;)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ah. Okay, just making sure that you hadn&#8217;t posted something that I missed! Looking forward to your FOLLOW-UP to this post! <img src='http://s1.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Comment on A flawless rough cut. by Lisha @ The Lucky Mom</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisha @ The Lucky Mom]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 May 2013 20:34:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I think I liked this even more this time. :-)  Happy Birthday, girl. You&#039;ve made your mama proud.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think I liked this even more this time. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />   Happy Birthday, girl. You&#8217;ve made your mama proud.</p>
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		<title>Comment on More heart than brain. by Diane</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Diane]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Apr 2013 19:36:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wait! Dad told me to study 3 hours for every hour in class :)  And yes, I did pass this info onto L as she entered college.  It can be very difficult to dial back the parenting and move towards the advising mode.  And then, as you watch them learn how to fly, you weep tears of joy and pain at the same time.  Joy at their triumph -- emphasis on the word &quot;their&quot;, for we can teach them what to do, but the actual act of flying is their own accomplishment.  Pain, but a good pain.  Your little one no longer needs you in the same way ... for the most part.  But some days, when they need it, they still show you that little child that you once held and you know that your bond is now and forever will be the same, the bond of your mutual love.  The first couple of visits home from college can be a challenge;  they have learned to enjoy their new found freedoms at school and can resist the same old patterns of parenting that are familiar to you.  And then one day, they come home for a visit and you see the individual that is C or L, no longer just your child, and you will wake up early to enjoy a cup of coffee together and Mom will smile in heaven to watch the cycle renew itself.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wait! Dad told me to study 3 hours for every hour in class <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />   And yes, I did pass this info onto L as she entered college.  It can be very difficult to dial back the parenting and move towards the advising mode.  And then, as you watch them learn how to fly, you weep tears of joy and pain at the same time.  Joy at their triumph &#8212; emphasis on the word &#8220;their&#8221;, for we can teach them what to do, but the actual act of flying is their own accomplishment.  Pain, but a good pain.  Your little one no longer needs you in the same way &#8230; for the most part.  But some days, when they need it, they still show you that little child that you once held and you know that your bond is now and forever will be the same, the bond of your mutual love.  The first couple of visits home from college can be a challenge;  they have learned to enjoy their new found freedoms at school and can resist the same old patterns of parenting that are familiar to you.  And then one day, they come home for a visit and you see the individual that is C or L, no longer just your child, and you will wake up early to enjoy a cup of coffee together and Mom will smile in heaven to watch the cycle renew itself.</p>
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		<title>Comment on More heart than brain. by singleworkingmomswm</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[singleworkingmomswm]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 19:15:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is a wonderful post, Mary.  Thanks for taking such heart :-) and writing it so poignantly.  I experience more heart than brain all of the time, especially right now.  I have to work on allowing my brain more action, as it is equally important that I pay attention to it!  I trust that your daughter is going to do very well when she moves away, and it sounds like her school of choice will help in ensuring that.  Lots of hugs! XOXO-Kasey]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is a wonderful post, Mary.  Thanks for taking such heart <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />  and writing it so poignantly.  I experience more heart than brain all of the time, especially right now.  I have to work on allowing my brain more action, as it is equally important that I pay attention to it!  I trust that your daughter is going to do very well when she moves away, and it sounds like her school of choice will help in ensuring that.  Lots of hugs! XOXO-Kasey</p>
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		<title>Comment on More heart than brain. by Lisha @ The Lucky Mom</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisha @ The Lucky Mom]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 15:21:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You&#039;ve got this, mama. And so does she. 

As a boy-mom, I have a whole different set of worries. Is he doing his laundry? Or reusing underwear?  Is he eating decent food? Or having beer and chips for dinner?  Grades aren&#039;t a problem for him, but at what expense are they coming?

So, like generations before us, we have to do our best while they&#039;re still with us, compose ourselves, and pray as we let them fly.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You&#8217;ve got this, mama. And so does she. </p>
<p>As a boy-mom, I have a whole different set of worries. Is he doing his laundry? Or reusing underwear?  Is he eating decent food? Or having beer and chips for dinner?  Grades aren&#8217;t a problem for him, but at what expense are they coming?</p>
<p>So, like generations before us, we have to do our best while they&#8217;re still with us, compose ourselves, and pray as we let them fly.</p>
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