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	<description>The Hope to Live</description>
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		<title>Am I dreaming?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Aug 2017 13:12:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Kelty]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is with great joy, gratitude and near disbelief that I share these long dreamed of and prayed for words… We are having a BABY GIRL!   The Lord has heard nearly thirteen years of prayers and he has answered my cry. Yes the baby in my womb is a girl, a sweet, darling girl and [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>The Grace to Grieve~Again</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2017 12:02:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Kelty]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[For years now, grief has been an enormous part of who I am. Walking the path of sorrow/comfort with others has been my honor. But sometimes we come to a place where we realize that who we are has become overloaded and confused. We try to hang onto a previous definition, as a new one [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Motherhood To Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2016 17:22:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Kelty]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don’t think of myself as a great mother. I don’t. I have my moments, but the truth is, there are days, many of them, that I am an awful mother. Days when I am embarrassingly selfish. Days when I rant and rave. Days when I crush little feelings with a thoughtless, harsh word, or [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Welcome Home Grief</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2016 10:22:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Kelty]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sorrow is encroaching, like dark vapors pushing in to dance with the light. This wretched yet exquisite duo of sadness and joy that belongs to me. And this is a choice, seeing it as a dance instead of a wrestling match because it has a place here- grief. I am tired of treating it as [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>John, ashes and thanksgiving</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2015 14:23:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Kelty]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[He waited until it was just the two us and then timidly asked, “Mama, what did you do with Anna’s body?” My John. Only nine, but an old soul. Lover of deep things and smart things- this boy keeps me on my toes. He immediately apologized when the car was filled with silence. “Did I [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>My Girl, My Grief and My God.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2015 17:35:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Kelty]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Losing a baby- it leaves a cavernous space in our lives, in our souls, doesn’t it? Today, after a six month hiatus from writing (a season of rediscovery…more to come on that later) I am writing to and for my grieving friends. Today is the day that gives national recognition to the sweet little ones [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Reeling and Reaching</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2015 13:30:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Kelty]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Kate. I have bad news.” Before my sister said anything else, my heart had already melted under the intensity of her words. “No Kristen. No.” I wanted whatever it was to be untrue. Whatever pain I was getting ready to feel and face, I needed it to not happen. All I could muster was a [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Ten Years, Grief and The Joy of the Lord</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2015 12:39:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Kelty]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I thought I would want to write. In fact, I started many posts in my mind and at this computer through the month of February. The truth is, I just couldn’t get past the sadness. I couldn’t pull a cohesive thought together, just a jumbling of words that amounted to a sad girl and her [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Ten Years</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2015 15:02:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Kelty]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“I want to be ten years from now.” I will never forget uttering these words in the days, months, and even first couple of years after losing Anna. I was desperate for a decade to pass, to be thrust a good milestone away from the pain. And now, here I am. One morning last week, [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Thank You Kara Tippetts</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2015 19:28:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Kelty]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Tears have been streaming down my face since morning. This New Year is well under way with sorrow. It is January 7th and my heart has already been languished of strength. It is anniversary grief over the death of a brother and the death of my sweet friend’s son to leukemia. It is grief over the [&#8230;]]]></description>
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