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        <title>No cheat code</title>
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            <title><![CDATA[Mother is lost]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2022 22:39:14 GMT</pubDate>
            <description><![CDATA[Self love is the most revolutionary act one can commit. My childhood friend’s mother passed from covid. Not just covid, but contracting covid suffocated the ailments she struggled with. She had diabetes, asthma, and high blood pressure. How do you deal with the inevitably of loss? Especially the calamity of a pillar of life. If your hero moves on those left behind have notoriously spiral down a barrel of depression or worse toxins. Which ironically is not what (most) mothers want. My father i...]]></description>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Self love is the most revolutionary act one can commit. My childhood friend’s mother passed from covid. Not just covid, but contracting covid suffocated the ailments she struggled with. She had diabetes, asthma, and high blood pressure.</p><p>How do you deal with the inevitably of loss? Especially the calamity of a pillar of life. If your hero moves on those left behind have notoriously spiral down a barrel of depression or worse toxins. Which ironically is not what (most) mothers want.</p><p>My father is now in prison for the remainder of his life. His journey there didn’t begin until his 60’s when his mother passed.</p><p>Mourn. Mourn again. Mourn until your time comes. Be okay with loss. You will thrive again. I subscribe living life for me so beware of honoring a parent by living for them. Even when you don’t see hope there is…</p><p>Building a life you are proud of this the way to prevent the descending valleys that strike when you least expect. Lead one life. Be the same dynamic layered human everywhere you share your energy. I makes life so easy.</p>]]></content:encoded>
            <author>no-cheat-code@newsletter.paragraph.com (No cheat code)</author>
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