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	<title>Comments on: The Absence of Women</title>
	<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/07/06/the-absence-of-women/</link>
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		<title>by: Kassi Huber</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/07/06/the-absence-of-women/#comment-42277</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 04:58:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I seriously have no idea how I found this. It was just one of those chance discoveries I suppose. You are an amazing woman, and I couldn't ask for a beter sister-in-law. Having your perspective of these events from the past few years makes me feel closer to you. 
I wish I could have been there when you were alone on your wedding day. I should have made the trip back upstairs again after playing messenger between you and my crazy brother so many times. I just kind of figured that you wanted to be alone, but thinking back on it, that was a crazy thing to think. Who would possibly want to be along on their wedding day?
Promise you'll be there to make me giggle and blush at my wedding?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I seriously have no idea how I found this. It was just one of those chance discoveries I suppose. You are an amazing woman, and I couldn&#8217;t ask for a beter sister-in-law. Having your perspective of these events from the past few years makes me feel closer to you.<br />
I wish I could have been there when you were alone on your wedding day. I should have made the trip back upstairs again after playing messenger between you and my crazy brother so many times. I just kind of figured that you wanted to be alone, but thinking back on it, that was a crazy thing to think. Who would possibly want to be along on their wedding day?<br />
Promise you&#8217;ll be there to make me giggle and blush at my wedding?
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		<title>by: Wendy Werner</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/07/06/the-absence-of-women/#comment-33773</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 13:55:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Just to give a bit of perspective, the mother of the bride did not INSIST on joining the party downstairs.  When she came up to check on the bride,  she was with her roomate - they were giggling and doing hair and having what looked like intimate girlfriend time.  The mother of the bride took a photo, fussed about how pretty she looked and asked if she needed any help. She said that she did not need anything.  The mother of the bride had no idea that she was left on her own before her wedding. The mother of the bride went downstairs to meet, greet and hostess all the arriving guests.   At least one grandmother stopped by the room to check on the bride and ask if she needed any help. She was informed that nothing was needed. The mother of the bride is devasted to find out over a year later that her little girl was alone.  How could she have known. It is a thoughtful and beautiful peice of writing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just to give a bit of perspective, the mother of the bride did not INSIST on joining the party downstairs.  When she came up to check on the bride,  she was with her roomate - they were giggling and doing hair and having what looked like intimate girlfriend time.  The mother of the bride took a photo, fussed about how pretty she looked and asked if she needed any help. She said that she did not need anything.  The mother of the bride had no idea that she was left on her own before her wedding. The mother of the bride went downstairs to meet, greet and hostess all the arriving guests.   At least one grandmother stopped by the room to check on the bride and ask if she needed any help. She was informed that nothing was needed. The mother of the bride is devasted to find out over a year later that her little girl was alone.  How could she have known. It is a thoughtful and beautiful peice of writing.
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		<title>by: Sherry</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/07/06/the-absence-of-women/#comment-25488</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jul 2007 14:50:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/07/06/the-absence-of-women/#comment-25488</guid>
					<description>Very nice.  The title intrigued me.  The story itself brought back all sorts of memories--my own wedding, those of good friends, those of my daughters.  I am impressed with how you managed to link together all the weddings you included without making the story seem disjointed.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very nice.  The title intrigued me.  The story itself brought back all sorts of memories&#8211;my own wedding, those of good friends, those of my daughters.  I am impressed with how you managed to link together all the weddings you included without making the story seem disjointed.
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		<title>by: Ashley</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/07/06/the-absence-of-women/#comment-24690</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jul 2007 16:38:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/07/06/the-absence-of-women/#comment-24690</guid>
					<description>thanks for this story. my best friend recently got engaged and i feel better knowing she might actually appreciate my silliness and laughter on that day. i can\'t wait for that moment with her. i wouldn\'t miss it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>thanks for this story. my best friend recently got engaged and i feel better knowing she might actually appreciate my silliness and laughter on that day. i can\&#8217;t wait for that moment with her. i wouldn\&#8217;t miss it.
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		<title>by: Ashleigh Sochor</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/07/06/the-absence-of-women/#comment-24677</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jul 2007 13:17:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/07/06/the-absence-of-women/#comment-24677</guid>
					<description>Amazing story. You did a wonderful job of creating a setting of warmth and togetherness to be so strongly contrasted with the loneliness you felt (and that surprised you). 

I felt much the same way on my wedding day. My bridesmaids ran off to do things for themselves, my father ran outside to check on the seating progress, and I was left in the little cabin by myself. 

Thank you for sharing!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Amazing story. You did a wonderful job of creating a setting of warmth and togetherness to be so strongly contrasted with the loneliness you felt (and that surprised you). </p>
<p>I felt much the same way on my wedding day. My bridesmaids ran off to do things for themselves, my father ran outside to check on the seating progress, and I was left in the little cabin by myself. </p>
<p>Thank you for sharing!
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