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 <description>I&#039;ve been following your fictional blog. great writing. love your way with words and story telling.  from a happy mommy struggling through some siimiliar troubles :)</description>
 <pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 21:05:37 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;For a long time my favorite piece of literature was this play called &amp;quot;Mother Courage and Her Children.&amp;quot; I couldn&#039;t really relate to the literal story (among other things, it is about war), but I loved the name. The play was written in 1939, by the German dramatist and poet Bertholt Brecht and I always remember it around this time of the year because I think on Mother&#039;s Day it is particularly apropos. This is why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It all started with the man in the grey suit. Actually, it started the day before, when Jeffrey the home wrecker called to remind me Mother&#039;s Day was right around the corner. Now, Mother&#039;s Day has never been a big thing in our household. Oh, the boys make me little cards with ink blots that are supposed to be butterflies and bring home painted flower pots filled with seeds that in any other home would grow and blossom. (Of course, in the polluted environment specific to my ex-husband, they just wither and die.) Over the years, I came to expect nothing more than this and the day would come and go with little fanfare or discussion. (Which was fine, considering the holiday was created sixty or seventy years ago by a bunch of Camel smoking men in a Hallmark boardroom who, I&#039;m sure, were all cheating on their spouses and thought, &amp;quot;Hey, let&#039;s cash in on a day when we can buy our wives flowers and gifts to make up for treating them like shit the other three hundred sixty four days of the year.&amp;quot;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.firstwivesworld.com/featured-entertainment/hot-flashes/episode-24-mother-courage&quot;&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 14:24:48 -0400</pubDate>
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