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	<title>Comments on: Today</title>
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	<description>A picture of my life in a thousand words . . . more or less.</description>
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		<title>By: Lora</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2005/05/28/today/comment-page-1/#comment-1857</link>
		<dc:creator>Lora</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2005 01:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes, savor it, but that&#039;s hard to do at 6:38 a.m. Thanks for the reminder to live life noe.</description>
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		<title>By: Judy</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2005/05/28/today/comment-page-1/#comment-1856</link>
		<dc:creator>Judy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2005 22:06:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Their still fun to watch, even in their twenties...</description>
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		<title>By: Beth</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2005/05/28/today/comment-page-1/#comment-1855</link>
		<dc:creator>Beth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2005 14:35:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>me too. off to watch my kids play. thanks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>me too. off to watch my kids play. thanks.</p>
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		<title>By: Jan</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2005/05/28/today/comment-page-1/#comment-1854</link>
		<dc:creator>Jan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 20:44:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think I&#039;ll go sit around and watch my children play.  Thanks for the reminder.</description>
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		<title>By: Bossy Britches</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2005/05/28/today/comment-page-1/#comment-1853</link>
		<dc:creator>Bossy Britches</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ahh froliking in the pool..carefree summer days...to be a kid again....lol</description>
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		<title>By: M3 (Mary-Mia)</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2005/05/28/today/comment-page-1/#comment-1852</link>
		<dc:creator>M3 (Mary-Mia)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 14:12:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&gt;Tomorrow is not promised. We have today.

So true. So absolutely positively true. And so hard to keep top of mind. That was a beautiful post. I catch myself putting my head down and just powering through days frantically running errands or meeting deadlines &quot;until the weekend comes&quot; or &quot;until our vacation&quot; or until whenever. And then something will happen, like news of a good friend with a life-threatening diagnosis, and it stops me cold. It reminds me not to wish away or waste any time. It makes me remember to enjoy each day, make it count somehow, make sure I focus on the things that make me and the people around me smile.</description>
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<p>So true. So absolutely positively true. And so hard to keep top of mind. That was a beautiful post. I catch myself putting my head down and just powering through days frantically running errands or meeting deadlines &#8220;until the weekend comes&#8221; or &#8220;until our vacation&#8221; or until whenever. And then something will happen, like news of a good friend with a life-threatening diagnosis, and it stops me cold. It reminds me not to wish away or waste any time. It makes me remember to enjoy each day, make it count somehow, make sure I focus on the things that make me and the people around me smile.</p>
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		<title>By: Julana</title>
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		<dc:creator>Julana</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 12:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My dad was a minister. One summer Saturday, a member of the congregation shot himself, and ended up in the hospital. We left for a once-in-a-lifetime Cape Cod vacation, with him in serious/critical condition. When he passed away a few days after we arrived, we piled in the car and drove 24 hours straight through to get home for the funeral. I always think of this when you tell these stories of the whole family adjusting to the needs of a congregant. This is how minister&#039;s families often live. I&#039;m not sure parishioners realize it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dad was a minister. One summer Saturday, a member of the congregation shot himself, and ended up in the hospital. We left for a once-in-a-lifetime Cape Cod vacation, with him in serious/critical condition. When he passed away a few days after we arrived, we piled in the car and drove 24 hours straight through to get home for the funeral. I always think of this when you tell these stories of the whole family adjusting to the needs of a congregant. This is how minister&#8217;s families often live. I&#8217;m not sure parishioners realize it.</p>
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