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		<title>The Greatest Gift</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Mar 2019 20:52:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When I was young, I married my best friend. It&#8217;s a cliché easy to dismiss as sentimental until it happens to you. In my husband, I found my home. Now, ensconced in midlife and traversing the terrain of family life, &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/to-be-loved-the-greatest-gift/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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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>To Believe or Not to Believe</title>
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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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		<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 Long Haul</title>
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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>Name Them One By One</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Nov 2013 15:34:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Giving thanks for abundance is greater than abundance itself. &#160; ~ Rumi I love Thanksgiving. It&#8217;s Christmas without the endless to-do list. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, I&#8217;m all about the tree-decorating, light-hanging, mall-shopping, card-sending, present-wrapping, stocking-stuffing frenzy, it&#8217;s just I&#8217;m &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/giving-thanks/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>The Only Way Out is Through</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Sep 2013 05:29:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Grief lives in our house. Among the furniture, between the windows and the walls, it sits, thick and unmoving. Grief rides heavy on my chest. I can’t get a good, deep breath these days. It weighs down my husband’s shoulders and molds his features. Grief seeps into our nights of restless sleep and dreams of forgetting, of waking, and then remembering. <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/the-only-way-out-is-through/">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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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Jul 2013 23:45:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>“I just have to tell you something, Mom. I’m really liking boys without their shirts on.” Sydney first confided this secret to her long-time sitter as they walked downtown near campus where the streets buzz with college students and where &#8230; <a href="https://lisapullenkent.com/object-of-her-affection/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a></p>
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		<title>In the Love Place</title>
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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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