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	<title>And If You Did Know?</title>
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	<description>In Memory of Sharon Michele McAvoy Nichols .:. December 24, 1949 - October 10, 2005</description>
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		<title>Remembering You</title>
		<description>Michele,

Remembering you today and still wishing we'd had more time to become better friends.

With Love,
Aunt Betty </description>
		<link>http://www.andifyoudidknow.com/2006/10/10/remembering-you/</link>
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		<title>Nine Years</title>
		<description>On July 26, 1997, Michele and I were married in a ceremony we wrote for ourselves. It was simple and direct, filled with words that had importance to both of us. While, at the time, we could hardly afford even the minimal ceremony and reception we had, it was important ...</description>
		<link>http://www.andifyoudidknow.com/2006/07/25/nine-years/</link>
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		<title>Nine Months</title>
		<description>It has been nine months since Michele died. At times now it seems like forever, at other times I can still see the images in my mind from the day she died. On the whole I think I am doing better. I've started a new martial art, begun watching what ...</description>
		<link>http://www.andifyoudidknow.com/2006/07/13/nine-months/</link>
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		<title>I Miss Michele</title>
		<description>I miss Michele with an intensity that is sometimes frightening. She was my anchor in a stormy world, and a guide through troubled times. I want so badly at times to pick up my cell phone, press and hold her speed dial button, and hear her beautiful voice saying, "Hello ...</description>
		<link>http://www.andifyoudidknow.com/2006/06/15/i-miss-michele/</link>
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		<title>On This Day</title>
		<description>Dear Michele,

On this day (the tenth) in October you took your own life, ending one part of  your journey, and setting us apart on this physical plane of existence. I won't deny that it has been hard for me to get through the minutes, hours, and days, for it ...</description>
		<link>http://www.andifyoudidknow.com/2006/06/10/on-this-day/</link>
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		<title>Thirty Weeks</title>
		<description>It has been thirty weeks since Michele died; two-hundred and ten days. At times it seems like she was never here and at times it seems like she was here just yesterday. There are still moments in my life when I expect to see her or hear her voice calling ...</description>
		<link>http://www.andifyoudidknow.com/2006/05/08/thirty-weeks/</link>
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		<title>Special Days Are Hard</title>
		<description>Dear Michele,

I am discovering that while all days are hard, those that had special significance to us are especially tough. It's not really surprising, but they are difficult just the same. Big holidays are bad, but my approaching birthday is even harder. You always made me feel so special and ...</description>
		<link>http://www.andifyoudidknow.com/2006/04/27/special-days-are-hard/</link>
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		<title>Half A Year</title>
		<description>Dear Sweetie,

This past Monday marked the twenty-sixth week since you died. Half a year. An eternity. It feels like forever since you went away and yet I can still think you are going to be there when I get home, or will call me just to tell me that you ...</description>
		<link>http://www.andifyoudidknow.com/2006/04/11/half-a-year/</link>
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		<title>So Very Lonely</title>
		<description>Dear Sweetie,

I am so very lonely. Not having you here with me is incredibly hard. Weekends crawl by and are excruciating to endure. As much as I hate to admit this I actually look forward to Monday morning and the return to work as it frees me from the prison ...</description>
		<link>http://www.andifyoudidknow.com/2006/03/26/so-very-lonely/</link>
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		<title>157 Days</title>
		<description>Dear Sweetie,

I miss you everyday, especially at those times when we would talk. Not having someone to talk to about everything and anything is the hardest part right now. Between stress at work, the impending death of my mother, and Laura's loss of her brother, there has been a lot ...</description>
		<link>http://www.andifyoudidknow.com/2006/03/16/157-days/</link>
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