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	<title>Comments on: goodbye Hyde Park</title>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://jenschroedel.com/2008/06/goodbye-hyde-park/comment-page-1/#comment-329</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 03:17:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Jenny,&lt;br/&gt;We are already in Miami a few weeks and I MISS YOU and Hyde Park. The people here are wacked out!&lt;br/&gt;Dina</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Jenny,<br />We are already in Miami a few weeks and I MISS YOU and Hyde Park. The people here are wacked out!<br />Dina</p>
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		<title>By: dancebythelight</title>
		<link>http://jenschroedel.com/2008/06/goodbye-hyde-park/comment-page-1/#comment-318</link>
		<dc:creator>dancebythelight</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 03:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Gorgeous! Have a safe trip back to Kona</description>
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		<title>By: Dove Knits</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dove Knits</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 03:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This post is so meaningful to me, because, short of the motherhood part, it&#039;s exactly how we&#039;re feeling here, too!  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That&#039;s a beautiful picture, too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This post is so meaningful to me, because, short of the motherhood part, it&#8217;s exactly how we&#8217;re feeling here, too!  </p>
<p>That&#8217;s a beautiful picture, too.</p>
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		<title>By: Ser</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ser</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 01:12:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh Jenny,&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What a beautiful post.  Yes, so many beginnings are there in Hyde Park.  And as I think more and more about what it means to feel &quot;bittersweet&quot;--the only word I can use to describe what I feel when I&#039;m in Hyde Park--I realize that it has something to do with our mortality.  You point this out when you describe feeling like you have died as people pick over your belongings.  When we leave behind where our children were born, where we became mothers, where so many beginnings happened, we must face, in a very small way, the fact that this life is finite. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I miss you!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Jenny,</p>
<p>What a beautiful post.  Yes, so many beginnings are there in Hyde Park.  And as I think more and more about what it means to feel &#8220;bittersweet&#8221;&#8211;the only word I can use to describe what I feel when I&#8217;m in Hyde Park&#8211;I realize that it has something to do with our mortality.  You point this out when you describe feeling like you have died as people pick over your belongings.  When we leave behind where our children were born, where we became mothers, where so many beginnings happened, we must face, in a very small way, the fact that this life is finite. </p>
<p>I miss you!</p>
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