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		By: Desiree Anderson		</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2017 01:09:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Karen I can&#039;t imagine ur heartache.  I read this and now I&#039;m just in tears.  Good bless you as you face each new day and try to figure out how to live your new life.  You&#039;re an amazing women, you and your girls are in  my prayers .]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Karen I can&#8217;t imagine ur heartache.  I read this and now I&#8217;m just in tears.  Good bless you as you face each new day and try to figure out how to live your new life.  You&#8217;re an amazing women, you and your girls are in  my prayers .</p>
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		By: Karen		</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2017 12:14:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;http://mylifewithmygirls.com/the-night-my-husband-died/#comment-13775&quot;&gt;Julee&lt;/a&gt;.

Julee I had SO MUCH FUN on that trip!  Probably one of my favorite.  I&#039;ll never forget that night in the airport, you made me laugh so much.  I&#039;m so glad I laughed the way I did that night with you.  Hope to see you again sometime!!!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="http://mylifewithmygirls.com/the-night-my-husband-died/#comment-13775">Julee</a>.</p>
<p>Julee I had SO MUCH FUN on that trip!  Probably one of my favorite.  I&#8217;ll never forget that night in the airport, you made me laugh so much.  I&#8217;m so glad I laughed the way I did that night with you.  Hope to see you again sometime!!!</p>
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		By: Karen		</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2017 12:12:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;http://mylifewithmygirls.com/the-night-my-husband-died/#comment-13776&quot;&gt;Trisha haas&lt;/a&gt;.

Thank you Trisha.]]></description>
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<p>Thank you Trisha.</p>
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		By: Trisha haas		</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Apr 2017 21:59:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[karen, i dont know what to say but wanted to acknowledge that I read it.

:(]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>karen, i dont know what to say but wanted to acknowledge that I read it.</p>
<p>🙁</p>
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		By: Julee		</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Apr 2017 21:29:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Karen,
From the first moment our paths crossed I loved you. I remember that trip with you. It was like Steve was with us. He was everything you talked about. He was trying to lose weight. It was helping you lose weight. I know you love Eggs Benedict (Steve probably did too!). 

Your love for Steve is the one thing that always preceded you--&quot;I met this woman Karen, you would NOT believe how much she loves her husband.&quot; 

That night at the airport where you and I just laughed like school girls. The conversations after the trip...and then the announcement. I felt crazy bawling when I read it because I had met you once, but I just felt such a closeness to you.

This journey has shown me that you are an amazing woman. One I am so fortunate to call my friend. 

I wish there was a different ending. I wish I had been able to meet Steve, as I am sure that meeting would have ended with, &quot;I met Steve, and you would NOT believe how much he loves his wife!&quot;

My heart is holding yours. My arms are wrapping around you. My heart is breaking. I know yours hurts, but I also know it beats with the amazing love you two had for one another.

Grieve. Know that you are loved. Celebrate an incredible marriage with someone who truly brought joy to your soul.

I love you.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Karen,<br />
From the first moment our paths crossed I loved you. I remember that trip with you. It was like Steve was with us. He was everything you talked about. He was trying to lose weight. It was helping you lose weight. I know you love Eggs Benedict (Steve probably did too!). </p>
<p>Your love for Steve is the one thing that always preceded you&#8211;&#8220;I met this woman Karen, you would NOT believe how much she loves her husband.&#8221; </p>
<p>That night at the airport where you and I just laughed like school girls. The conversations after the trip&#8230;and then the announcement. I felt crazy bawling when I read it because I had met you once, but I just felt such a closeness to you.</p>
<p>This journey has shown me that you are an amazing woman. One I am so fortunate to call my friend. </p>
<p>I wish there was a different ending. I wish I had been able to meet Steve, as I am sure that meeting would have ended with, &#8220;I met Steve, and you would NOT believe how much he loves his wife!&#8221;</p>
<p>My heart is holding yours. My arms are wrapping around you. My heart is breaking. I know yours hurts, but I also know it beats with the amazing love you two had for one another.</p>
<p>Grieve. Know that you are loved. Celebrate an incredible marriage with someone who truly brought joy to your soul.</p>
<p>I love you.</p>
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