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		<title>By: Becky</title>
		<link>http://bsain.wordpress.com/2012/04/08/my-grass-is-greener-than-anyones/#comment-6132</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Becky]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 01:06:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love those dreams where you actually have to take some time and sort out what&#039;s real and what&#039;s part of the dream. Thank you!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love those dreams where you actually have to take some time and sort out what&#8217;s real and what&#8217;s part of the dream. Thank you!</p>
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		<title>By: elizena</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 05:52:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This was wonderful! So much of it was all the awesomely, magical dreams I used to have as a child and then there were the mud pies. Ahh, what wonderful memories this brought back to me. Sitting on the side walk in Texas, mixing the dirt up with water, decorating them with pretty stones, and working hard on the mud pies I just knew my mother would love. I&#039;d come back and check them often as if they were really in the oven and then I&#039;d scoop them up and run to my mother and she always took a big bite out of each mud pie. LOL!
I think the most wonderful things I remember about my childhood was that the dreams I had seemed so real and I sometimes even now I wonder did I actually fly with the fairies, did I soar I soar in the sky with hawks and dive into the sea and visit the mermaids in the underwater kingdoms. Yes, I think I did. 
Even now I allow myself to dream and to fly and in the mornings when I wake up, I know the day will be good and I smile. 
Be blessed.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This was wonderful! So much of it was all the awesomely, magical dreams I used to have as a child and then there were the mud pies. Ahh, what wonderful memories this brought back to me. Sitting on the side walk in Texas, mixing the dirt up with water, decorating them with pretty stones, and working hard on the mud pies I just knew my mother would love. I&#8217;d come back and check them often as if they were really in the oven and then I&#8217;d scoop them up and run to my mother and she always took a big bite out of each mud pie. LOL!<br />
I think the most wonderful things I remember about my childhood was that the dreams I had seemed so real and I sometimes even now I wonder did I actually fly with the fairies, did I soar I soar in the sky with hawks and dive into the sea and visit the mermaids in the underwater kingdoms. Yes, I think I did.<br />
Even now I allow myself to dream and to fly and in the mornings when I wake up, I know the day will be good and I smile.<br />
Be blessed.</p>
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		<title>By: Becky</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2012 22:34:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ha! I hope your sleep was wonderful.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ha! I hope your sleep was wonderful.</p>
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		<title>By: wholly jeanne</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2012 00:56:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[this is beautiful, sugar. simply beautiful. (i&#039;m gonna&#039; go shopping for a new pillow tomorrow!) xo]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>this is beautiful, sugar. simply beautiful. (i&#8217;m gonna&#8217; go shopping for a new pillow tomorrow!) xo</p>
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		<title>By: Becky</title>
		<link>http://bsain.wordpress.com/2012/04/08/my-grass-is-greener-than-anyones/#comment-6074</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Becky]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2012 20:35:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[:-) Thank you so much dani!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />  Thank you so much dani!</p>
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		<title>By: dani</title>
		<link>http://bsain.wordpress.com/2012/04/08/my-grass-is-greener-than-anyones/#comment-6058</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[dani]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2012 08:44:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&quot;when I wake,
 those dreams step aside as I look at the day…
 I breathe,
 my heart beats strong,
 my grass is greener than anyone’s.&quot;

i adore this poem and the last verse is stunning!
Love you!
*sparkly squishy hugs*
♥]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;when I wake,<br />
 those dreams step aside as I look at the day…<br />
 I breathe,<br />
 my heart beats strong,<br />
 my grass is greener than anyone’s.&#8221;</p>
<p>i adore this poem and the last verse is stunning!<br />
Love you!<br />
*sparkly squishy hugs*<br />
♥</p>
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		<title>By: Becky</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Becky]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2012 23:50:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Exactly! It&#039;s those things that are always around that fill our days, I think anyway. Thank you.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Exactly! It&#8217;s those things that are always around that fill our days, I think anyway. Thank you.</p>
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		<title>By: Chazinator</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Chazinator]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2012 11:29:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There&#039;s so much in sleep that heals and brings forth the day that we live and make our reality in. I think your catalog of things that sleep brings is so powerful because of the things that we often take for granted but probably should not. Those things that make our days greener and more alive.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There&#8217;s so much in sleep that heals and brings forth the day that we live and make our reality in. I think your catalog of things that sleep brings is so powerful because of the things that we often take for granted but probably should not. Those things that make our days greener and more alive.</p>
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		<title>By: Becky</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Becky]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2012 10:46:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Me too? Were they? :-)
I think, the key is to make the awake as wonderful as the dreams.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Me too? Were they? <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
I think, the key is to make the awake as wonderful as the dreams.</p>
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		<title>By: Becky</title>
		<link>http://bsain.wordpress.com/2012/04/08/my-grass-is-greener-than-anyones/#comment-6050</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Becky]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2012 10:45:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thank you so much! I love that quote.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you so much! I love that quote.</p>
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