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	<title>Comments on: Normally I Am Slow</title>
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		<title>By: Louise</title>
		<link>https://www.northwestleader.com/2015/normally-slow/#comment-151975</link>
		<dc:creator>Louise</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2015 04:47:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This string has two great dads. Three cheers for great dads!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This string has two great dads. Three cheers for great dads!</p>
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		<title>By: Brian Dolleman</title>
		<link>https://www.northwestleader.com/2015/normally-slow/#comment-151905</link>
		<dc:creator>Brian Dolleman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2015 21:57:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[What a sweet papa you have Karelys. If I&#039;m being totally honest, the only thing I would have done differently - if I&#039;d read all her text messages before leaving the house - I wouldn&#039;t have brought a throw-up container.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a sweet papa you have Karelys. If I&#8217;m being totally honest, the only thing I would have done differently &#8211; if I&#8217;d read all her text messages before leaving the house &#8211; I wouldn&#8217;t have brought a throw-up container.</p>
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		<title>By: Karelys</title>
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		<dc:creator>Karelys</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2015 19:11:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She will NEVER forget that! 

She might actually have unrealistic expectations of her husband to be there for her when she feels sick about something that she&#039;s sure she can&#039;t handle on her own.

When I was in high school homework took forever because I was so slow with my English. I was dead tired. also, I had this ridiculous expectation that I had to be the best at everything. So I&#039;d come home from work and do homework until midnight or later. And my dad would sit with me reading his books. Id feel bad and plead he&#039;d go to sleep. He&#039;d say &quot;no, I&#039;m here for moral support.&quot;

I always got one hundred percent. 

Shitty return for my hundred and twenty percent effort, really.

You better believe I had unrealistic expectations of my future husband and what it means to &quot;be there for someone&quot; when they need it most. 


Whatever, I don&#039;t know.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She will NEVER forget that! </p>
<p>She might actually have unrealistic expectations of her husband to be there for her when she feels sick about something that she&#8217;s sure she can&#8217;t handle on her own.</p>
<p>When I was in high school homework took forever because I was so slow with my English. I was dead tired. also, I had this ridiculous expectation that I had to be the best at everything. So I&#8217;d come home from work and do homework until midnight or later. And my dad would sit with me reading his books. Id feel bad and plead he&#8217;d go to sleep. He&#8217;d say &#8220;no, I&#8217;m here for moral support.&#8221;</p>
<p>I always got one hundred percent. </p>
<p>Shitty return for my hundred and twenty percent effort, really.</p>
<p>You better believe I had unrealistic expectations of my future husband and what it means to &#8220;be there for someone&#8221; when they need it most. </p>
<p>Whatever, I don&#8217;t know.</p>
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