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		<title>What Do You Know?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2022 00:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I held some strong convictions when I was young. I just knew what I knew was true because, well, “when you know, you know,” right? But I didn’t know what I didn’t know. For most of us, we often miss &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/what-do-you-know/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2021 04:46:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When I was growing up we moved a lot, big moves crisscrossing the country. Perpetually the new kid, I never stayed long enough to feel like I fit in. Then, I married a man whose childhood was the opposite of &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/evanescent/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>Not So Long Ago and Not So Far Away</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Jan 2021 00:11:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Contemplative by nature, the isolation of this COVID year has forced constant and not always welcome introspection. Magnetically drawn to the tales of Storybooke, the fictional town inhabited by intersecting  <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/not-so-long-ago-and-not-so-far-away/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>Depth of Field</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2018 00:05:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>It’s a gorgeous spring day on our 22 acres outside Fulton, a brocade of rolling green set against a periwinkle sky. It’s where I come to breathe. Today all four kids, their families, plus my dad and sister visiting from &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/depth-of-field/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>And So This Is Christmas &#8230; Let The Grief In</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2015 00:45:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s late December, only days to Christmas. The kids are out of school and it&#8217;s dark already at 4:30 pm. All the lights burn in the kitchen where my husband is busy making sugar cookies with our girls. Flour dusts &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/and-so-this-is-christmas-let-the-grief-in/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>Exquisite Grief</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2015 22:06:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I knew she'd stay close, that we would feel her; I didn't know she would come to me when I was exhausted and spent, in the dream-like trance of half-sleep, and spread comfort like warmth through my chest, or when I was quiet and contemplative, in a cool breeze, gently caressing my face and answering my question, "Is that you, Mom?" <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/exquisite-grief/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>Eulogy To My Mother</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2015 01:23:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When she shall die,Take her and cut her out in little stars,And she will make the face of heaven so fineThat all the world will be in love with nightAnd pay no worship to the garish sun. William Shakespeare Patricia &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/eulogy-to-my-mother/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>Confessions Of A Reluctant Stage Mom</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2015 20:18:57 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>“I’d like to go to brunch,” I say, loading my athletic shoes into my gym bag. A suitcase sits open on the floor. My husband carefully lays out his dry cleaning on the bed for yet another business trip. I &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/confessions-of-a-reluctant-stage-mom/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2014 03:26:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>“Mom, is Santa real?” My youngest shouts this over the top of Katy Perry’s “Roar” playing on the radio as I’m dodging traffic on Providence Road, trying to get to gymnastics. I shouldn’t be surprised that questions of this magnitude &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/to-believe-or-not-to-believe/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2014 22:52:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I love teenagers. I do. Everything about them: the awkward, the self-conscious, even the angry bits. I&#8217;m especially intrigued by the way they shed their childhood like a skin and emerge a newer, older version of themselves. I even kind &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/becoming/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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