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			<title>Doing Dishes</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;I love doing dishes,&amp;rdquo; he says. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s kind of therapeutic.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp; He scrubs the old pan that he used to cook the eggs, rinses it and puts it on the dish rack to let it air dry.We are in a little cabin for the week-end in the middle of the woods and my husband is telling..</description>
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			<title>Lent is for Adding</title>
			<description>My thoughts on Lent</description>
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			<title>Through the Eyes of My Heart</title>
			<description>Personal Essay about the death and funeral of my dad</description>
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