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		By: Shirley Mozena		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Shirley Mozena]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Jan 2020 18:54:23 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://shirleymozena.com/hope-and-joy/savor-the-moments#comment-2832&quot;&gt;Ruth Jones&lt;/a&gt;.

Dear Aunt Ruth, thank you for your memories. I remember my mom telling me about the very sad morning the day after your mother--my grandmother--died. How dreadfully sad that day must have been. I think I always had a fear of one of my parents dying while growing up and I believe it was because of  my own mother re-telling that sad time. I also recall her telling me you were singing that song that same morning. 

What a reunion you will have. I can&#039;t wait to meet the wonderful grandma I never met. What joy to look forward too!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://shirleymozena.com/hope-and-joy/savor-the-moments#comment-2832">Ruth Jones</a>.</p>
<p>Dear Aunt Ruth, thank you for your memories. I remember my mom telling me about the very sad morning the day after your mother&#8211;my grandmother&#8211;died. How dreadfully sad that day must have been. I think I always had a fear of one of my parents dying while growing up and I believe it was because of  my own mother re-telling that sad time. I also recall her telling me you were singing that song that same morning. </p>
<p>What a reunion you will have. I can&#8217;t wait to meet the wonderful grandma I never met. What joy to look forward too!</p>
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		By: Shirley Mozena		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Shirley Mozena]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Jan 2020 18:50:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://shirleymozena.com/hope-and-joy/savor-the-moments#comment-2842&quot;&gt;Jane&lt;/a&gt;.

I&#039;ve been wondering if you&#039;ve moved yet. I can&#039;t wait to see it. I do understand the tears of being by yourself, but it will be a place for others to enjoy with you. You are blessed, true, but tears and missing your dear Chuck in this new place is understandable. Hugs, dear friend!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://shirleymozena.com/hope-and-joy/savor-the-moments#comment-2842">Jane</a>.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve been wondering if you&#8217;ve moved yet. I can&#8217;t wait to see it. I do understand the tears of being by yourself, but it will be a place for others to enjoy with you. You are blessed, true, but tears and missing your dear Chuck in this new place is understandable. Hugs, dear friend!</p>
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		By: Jane		</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Jan 2020 17:09:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’m making a January memory today -completing my move into my new house. It’s very exciting and wonderful. But there have also been tears this week because I’m by myself in this beautiful home. So I’m a little sad, but mostly blessed.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I’m making a January memory today -completing my move into my new house. It’s very exciting and wonderful. But there have also been tears this week because I’m by myself in this beautiful home. So I’m a little sad, but mostly blessed.</p>
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		By: Ruth Jones		</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jan 2020 22:52:12 +0000</pubDate>
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January has sad memories for me for it was the month of January when my mother died. We had just learned a song at church and that morning I heard my mother sing it while she was fixiing breakfast -- &quot;Meet me in the homeland  where the roses bloom. There I&#039;ll be forever . . &quot; I don&#039;t remember the rest. I slept in Dad&#039;s bed and he said I cried most of the night. As you likely remember, your mother, at sixteen I believe, became the &quot;mother&quot; we no longer had. I remember she canned some beef Dad bought but it spoiled. I&#039;ve told you about the dress she made for me out of one of mother&#039;s dresses so I could go to a birthday party in Ft. Peck. And she watched me go up the hill to the party.

I am so grateful, though, that our parents took us to church and set a good example. Now I am the only one left in my generation in both the Richert family and the Jones family. But what a reunion we&#039;ll have!! Aunt Ruth]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>January has sad memories for me for it was the month of January when my mother died. We had just learned a song at church and that morning I heard my mother sing it while she was fixiing breakfast &#8212; &#8220;Meet me in the homeland  where the roses bloom. There I&#8217;ll be forever . . &#8221; I don&#8217;t remember the rest. I slept in Dad&#8217;s bed and he said I cried most of the night. As you likely remember, your mother, at sixteen I believe, became the &#8220;mother&#8221; we no longer had. I remember she canned some beef Dad bought but it spoiled. I&#8217;ve told you about the dress she made for me out of one of mother&#8217;s dresses so I could go to a birthday party in Ft. Peck. And she watched me go up the hill to the party.</p>
<p>I am so grateful, though, that our parents took us to church and set a good example. Now I am the only one left in my generation in both the Richert family and the Jones family. But what a reunion we&#8217;ll have!! Aunt Ruth</p>
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		By: Shirley Mozena		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Shirley Mozena]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jan 2020 17:10:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://shirleymozena.com/hope-and-joy/savor-the-moments#comment-2829&quot;&gt;Erika Sagert&lt;/a&gt;.

Yes indeed!]]></description>
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<p>Yes indeed!</p>
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		By: Erika Sagert		</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jan 2020 16:47:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Such a sweet memory. ❤️]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Such a sweet memory. ❤️</p>
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