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	<title>Comments on: The Scent of Being Loved</title>
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	<description>Because some days you need a double-shot of faith.</description>
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		<title>By: Catherine</title>
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		<dc:creator>Catherine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 03:28:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Loved this one :)  I have these moments often with my little girl, but only when I choose to &quot;smell&#039; them.  I have to stop what I am so busy doing and just be with her to notice.  It always reminds me God loves me even more than I love her.  How IS that possible?!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Loved this one <img src='http://www.faithbarista.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />   I have these moments often with my little girl, but only when I choose to &#8220;smell&#8217; them.  I have to stop what I am so busy doing and just be with her to notice.  It always reminds me God loves me even more than I love her.  How IS that possible?!</p>
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		<title>By: Are You Guilty of Photoshopping Life? I Am &#124; Faith Barista</title>
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		<dc:creator>Are You Guilty of Photoshopping Life? I Am &#124; Faith Barista</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 07:06:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Today&#039;s post is part 2 of the series:  Living a Life of Love. Be sure to check out Part 1: The Scent of Being Loved, when you get a chance. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Today&#39;s post is part 2 of the series:  Living a Life of Love. Be sure to check out Part 1: The Scent of Being Loved, when you get a chance. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Bonnie Gray</title>
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		<dc:creator>Bonnie Gray</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 17:41:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>@Lance:  Welcome, fellow Momgrind fan. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful moment.  Fast and fleeting was the moment, caught by Dad.  Nice.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@Lance:  Welcome, fellow Momgrind fan. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful moment.  Fast and fleeting was the moment, caught by Dad.  Nice.</p>
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		<title>By: The Best Gifts Aren&#8217;t Wrapped Up In a Bow &#124; Faith Barista</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Best Gifts Aren&#8217;t Wrapped Up In a Bow &#124; Faith Barista</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 17:22:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Best Gifts Aren&#8217;t Wrapped Up In a Bow 2009 August 11   tags: love by Bonnie Gray   The Scent of Loving can be left at the most unexpected moments.  When you think your day is humdrum and maybe even a [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Best Gifts Aren&#8217;t Wrapped Up In a Bow 2009 August 11   tags: love by Bonnie Gray   The Scent of Loving can be left at the most unexpected moments.  When you think your day is humdrum and maybe even a [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Lance</title>
		<link>http://www.faithbarista.com/2009/08/the-scent-of-being-loved/comment-page-1/#comment-29</link>
		<dc:creator>Lance</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 03:28:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Bonnie,
It&#039;s great to be here today, and I discovered your wonderful writing here, coming from Vered&#039;s Momgrind site!

I have three kids (14, 12, and 10) - and I&#039;m quickly realizing that hanging out with Dad is becoming less and less important for them.  So, my attention was recently captured, walking into the grocery store.  I held out my hand, and my 10 year old son grabbed on.  And in that moment, I had this flash - that these moments, they&#039;re fleeting.  How long before he joins the other two, and my hand isn&#039;t held when I hold it out (because that&#039;s not cool).  And so that moment - it was such a moment of being loved...deeply and truly and unconditionally...from my son.  And I all of a sudden, I cherished this more than I ever had...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Bonnie,<br />
It&#8217;s great to be here today, and I discovered your wonderful writing here, coming from Vered&#8217;s Momgrind site!</p>
<p>I have three kids (14, 12, and 10) &#8211; and I&#8217;m quickly realizing that hanging out with Dad is becoming less and less important for them.  So, my attention was recently captured, walking into the grocery store.  I held out my hand, and my 10 year old son grabbed on.  And in that moment, I had this flash &#8211; that these moments, they&#8217;re fleeting.  How long before he joins the other two, and my hand isn&#8217;t held when I hold it out (because that&#8217;s not cool).  And so that moment &#8211; it was such a moment of being loved&#8230;deeply and truly and unconditionally&#8230;from my son.  And I all of a sudden, I cherished this more than I ever had&#8230;</p>
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