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		<title>Just Breathe</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2020 19:47:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Re-posted from March 6, 2014 &#8220;I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart.I am, I am, I am.&#8221; Sylvia Plath There’s a stillness that descends on the hospital late at night, softening the harshness &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/just-breathe/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>Through Grammy&#8217;s Eyes: A Birth Story</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2014 22:13:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Every birth has a story, ripe for the telling, though the tale varies with the perspective of the teller. The closest view belongs to the mother; it is her body, after all, that houses the new life, she who evicts &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/through-grammys-eyes-a-birth-story/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>The Light Between Us</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2014 22:42:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>One love, one blood, one life.You got to do what you should.One life with each other, Sisters and Brothers.One life, but we&#8217;re not the same. We get to carry each other, carry each other. One, U2 She doesn’t even know &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/the-light-between-us/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2014 15:34:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m washing up in a restroom at the Oklahoma City airport and for a moment I can&#8217;t place my location: hospital? hotel? restaurant? Elegant water faucets and gleaming granite countertops add to my sense of disorientation. I don&#8217;t even recognize &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/the-long-haul/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>Give and Take</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Sep 2013 00:44:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>&#160; You are my love and my life. You are my inspiration. Just you and me. Simple and free. Baby, you’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of.  Just You And Me by Chicago &#160; “Al, I need ice.” With a white &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/give-and-take/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>The Essence of Her Presence</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 12:31:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies . . . Lord Byron (George Gordon) When I was 13 I sketched my mother’s profile in church.  Regal, she sat with her chin tilted upward, receiving &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/the-essence-of-her-presence/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Oct 2012 03:41:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>And so lying underneath those stormy skies She&#8217;d say, oh, I know the sun must set to rise. Paradise by Coldplay ~For Richard, Heidi and Gabriel~ It was Sunday afternoon. The weekend that seemed to stretch out enticingly before me &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/in-the-love-place/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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