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		<title>By: The Job &#171; The Ivey League</title>
		<link>http://theiveyleague.com/2009/12/14/she-was-ready/comment-page-1/#comment-1313</link>
		<dc:creator>The Job &#171; The Ivey League</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Jan 2010 02:56:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] even I didn&#8217;t like, and I started writing another about lunch only to find that there was something bigger and more beautiful that wanted to come out of my heart and my [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] even I didn&#8217;t like, and I started writing another about lunch only to find that there was something bigger and more beautiful that wanted to come out of my heart and my [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Mama</title>
		<link>http://theiveyleague.com/2009/12/14/she-was-ready/comment-page-1/#comment-1312</link>
		<dc:creator>Mama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 00:10:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>She was definitely ready...first, to see Jesus, and second to see Granddaddy. Boy, how she loved that man! They both were quite special. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. You are an amazing daughter and a pretty terrific writer.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She was definitely ready&#8230;first, to see Jesus, and second to see Granddaddy. Boy, how she loved that man! They both were quite special. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. You are an amazing daughter and a pretty terrific writer.</p>
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		<title>By: Aunt Dianne</title>
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		<dc:creator>Aunt Dianne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 21:58:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you! I miss her too.</description>
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		<title>By: stephanie</title>
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		<dc:creator>stephanie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 16:35:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>**sniff** I think people can be ready to go, but seldom are we ready to let go</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>**sniff** I think people can be ready to go, but seldom are we ready to let go</p>
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		<title>By: Becky</title>
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		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 13:46:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So torn as I read this.  I&#039;m so incredibly sad for you.  I&#039;m so happy for you.  I&#039;m sad I don&#039;t know Mama Jo.  I&#039;m happy I know you and in that respect know Mama Jo.  I know I&#039;ve said it recently, but you&#039;re an amazing writer Bridget.  You take us all there.  The smells, the emotions, the sadness and mostly the happiness.  You make me want to be a better listener to Drew.  There is so much wrapped up in that little body...so many things to hear, see, and feel.  Every movement he makes and every word he says...so very, very important to me as his mother.  I made him.  With the help of Jason and God, I made this little being.  You make me want to be a better mother to him.  I want him to one day stroke an old lady&#039;s hand and witness her gentle response to his kind gesture.  I love Tucker, Emmie and Luke.  I love them for the the adorable things they do and say (Are you the boogie man?) and for the amazing people they are going to become.  I know I said last night that they are going to be who they are because of just that....that&#039;s who they&#039;re meant to be.  But you have so much to do with that Bridget.  The things you tell me they do and say, the responses they have to situations, and especially their interest in learning...they undoubtedly get from you.  Love you my sweet friend!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So torn as I read this.  I&#8217;m so incredibly sad for you.  I&#8217;m so happy for you.  I&#8217;m sad I don&#8217;t know Mama Jo.  I&#8217;m happy I know you and in that respect know Mama Jo.  I know I&#8217;ve said it recently, but you&#8217;re an amazing writer Bridget.  You take us all there.  The smells, the emotions, the sadness and mostly the happiness.  You make me want to be a better listener to Drew.  There is so much wrapped up in that little body&#8230;so many things to hear, see, and feel.  Every movement he makes and every word he says&#8230;so very, very important to me as his mother.  I made him.  With the help of Jason and God, I made this little being.  You make me want to be a better mother to him.  I want him to one day stroke an old lady&#8217;s hand and witness her gentle response to his kind gesture.  I love Tucker, Emmie and Luke.  I love them for the the adorable things they do and say (Are you the boogie man?) and for the amazing people they are going to become.  I know I said last night that they are going to be who they are because of just that&#8230;.that&#8217;s who they&#8217;re meant to be.  But you have so much to do with that Bridget.  The things you tell me they do and say, the responses they have to situations, and especially their interest in learning&#8230;they undoubtedly get from you.  Love you my sweet friend!</p>
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		<title>By: queenofhaddock</title>
		<link>http://theiveyleague.com/2009/12/14/she-was-ready/comment-page-1/#comment-1308</link>
		<dc:creator>queenofhaddock</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 05:01:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you all for your kind comments.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you all for your kind comments.</p>
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		<title>By: Donyale</title>
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		<dc:creator>Donyale</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 04:25:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m sitting with tears rolling down my face...and well if you know me then you know that says a lot.  Beautiful entry...just beautiful. Mama Jo would indeed be so proud...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m sitting with tears rolling down my face&#8230;and well if you know me then you know that says a lot.  Beautiful entry&#8230;just beautiful. Mama Jo would indeed be so proud&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Michele</title>
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		<dc:creator>Michele</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 03:38:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a beautiful and haunting tribute to your beloved Mama Jo.  My Momma-heart wept at the end - I know what you mean.  Things that my boy does makes me think of my Nonna Margaret, who passed before he was born, and I cry because she&#039;s not here to know him.  But I like to think that those we love who passed away before we became Moms were with our babies before they came to us.  If that&#039;s true, then your Mama Jo knew your children before you did.  Isn&#039;t that a comforting thought? :).
 xoxo, Michele</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a beautiful and haunting tribute to your beloved Mama Jo.  My Momma-heart wept at the end &#8211; I know what you mean.  Things that my boy does makes me think of my Nonna Margaret, who passed before he was born, and I cry because she&#8217;s not here to know him.  But I like to think that those we love who passed away before we became Moms were with our babies before they came to us.  If that&#8217;s true, then your Mama Jo knew your children before you did.  Isn&#8217;t that a comforting thought? <img src='http://theiveyleague.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> .<br />
 xoxo, Michele</p>
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		<title>By: monica</title>
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		<dc:creator>monica</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 02:06:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>oh bridget. this was an incredibly beautiful post. what a tribute to your beloved mama jo! and it brought back a flood of memories of our family...three generations of us...around my papa&#039;s icu bed singing hymns as he lay dying. i want to die with people singing old hymns by my bed. i cannot think of a more glorious way to move on.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>oh bridget. this was an incredibly beautiful post. what a tribute to your beloved mama jo! and it brought back a flood of memories of our family&#8230;three generations of us&#8230;around my papa&#8217;s icu bed singing hymns as he lay dying. i want to die with people singing old hymns by my bed. i cannot think of a more glorious way to move on.</p>
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		<title>By: Amber</title>
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		<dc:creator>Amber</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 00:39:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am tears now as I post this response. I am at a lost for words but feel the need to say something but what I don&#039;t really know. What I do know though is that Mama Jo was special to all she came in contact with including myself. I did not know her for long I am privileged to have known her. Thank you for the beautiful post and for keeping her alive in our hearts as well!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am tears now as I post this response. I am at a lost for words but feel the need to say something but what I don&#8217;t really know. What I do know though is that Mama Jo was special to all she came in contact with including myself. I did not know her for long I am privileged to have known her. Thank you for the beautiful post and for keeping her alive in our hearts as well!</p>
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