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	<title>My Mother&#039;s Life &#187; My Mother</title>
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		<title>Friday Night&#8217;s Were Fun</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jul 2011 03:38:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>She keeps saying Thank You</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2011 18:57:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Only Son</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[My Mother]]></category>
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		<title>Hadasah</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 17:01:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Only Son</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div class="addthis_toolbox addthis_default_style " addthis:url='http://mymotherslife.com/2009/11/haddash/' addthis:title='Hadasah ' ><a href="//addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=250&#38;username=xa-4d2b47597ad291fb" class="addthis_button_compact">Share</a><span class="addthis_separator">&#124;</span><a class="addthis_button_preferred_1"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_2"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_3"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_4"></a></div>Times change, but I wonder if it really is for the better? I remember how the Haddash Baazar used to be, back in Edmonton, and how today, it is far different. No more commraderie, no more sense of community. Not sure I enjoy the changes that have happened.<div class="addthis_toolbox addthis_default_style addthis_32x32_style" addthis:url='http://mymotherslife.com/2009/11/haddash/' addthis:title='Hadasah ' ><a class="addthis_button_preferred_1"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_2"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_3"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_4"></a><a class="addthis_button_compact"></a></div>]]></description>
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		<title>In the Good Old Days</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2009 23:23:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Only Son</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Before My Time]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div class="addthis_toolbox addthis_default_style " addthis:url='http://mymotherslife.com/2009/07/in-the-good-old-days/' addthis:title='In the Good Old Days ' ><a href="//addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=250&#38;username=xa-4d2b47597ad291fb" class="addthis_button_compact">Share</a><span class="addthis_separator">&#124;</span><a class="addthis_button_preferred_1"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_2"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_3"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_4"></a></div>Funny how things have changed over time, but is it that things have changed, or have we, the people changed? Has progress made us less human, though saved us in time? Has our values improved or gone to seed? You have to wonder at times, because you know, something has changed and not just the material goods, but us, the people too.<div class="addthis_toolbox addthis_default_style addthis_32x32_style" addthis:url='http://mymotherslife.com/2009/07/in-the-good-old-days/' addthis:title='In the Good Old Days ' ><a class="addthis_button_preferred_1"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_2"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_3"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_4"></a><a class="addthis_button_compact"></a></div>]]></description>
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		<title>Being Involved</title>
		<link>http://mymotherslife.com/2009/07/being-involved/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 20:44:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Only Son</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Childhood Memories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[emotions]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[hiding secrets]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div class="addthis_toolbox addthis_default_style " addthis:url='http://mymotherslife.com/2009/07/being-involved/' addthis:title='Being Involved ' ><a href="//addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=250&#38;username=xa-4d2b47597ad291fb" class="addthis_button_compact">Share</a><span class="addthis_separator">&#124;</span><a class="addthis_button_preferred_1"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_2"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_3"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_4"></a></div>Early childhood memories leave a lasting impression. Yet they also can tear your heart into pieces, due to the emotions they stir. At times, I wish I wasn't so emotional, but then, that is part of being human, that maybe too many forget. I hate crying at 2 in the afternoon, yet maybe it helps? I only wish Mom would talk more, then again, I sometimes hope not. It is a roller coaster ride.<div class="addthis_toolbox addthis_default_style addthis_32x32_style" addthis:url='http://mymotherslife.com/2009/07/being-involved/' addthis:title='Being Involved ' ><a class="addthis_button_preferred_1"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_2"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_3"></a><a class="addthis_button_preferred_4"></a><a class="addthis_button_compact"></a></div>]]></description>
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