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	<title>Zaras</title>
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		<title>Dating Again</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 08:20:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[	When I was with my husband, I wanted to go back to school, but he would give his objections, and I felt like I couldn&#8217;t do it. Now, there are no excuses, and no barriers to what I can do. 
	I feel I have Wings 
	There is a freedom that is slowly sinking in. I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>When I was with my husband, I wanted to go back to school, but he would give his objections, and I felt like I couldn&#8217;t do it. Now, there are no excuses, and no barriers to what I can do. </p>
	<p>I feel I have Wings </p>
	<p>There is a freedom that is slowly sinking in. I never thought that I would feel this way. I can get a new job, I can get a boyfriend, I can even go out dancing if I wanted to. It feels wonderful. I started dating at some <a href="http://www.cupidsreviews.com/personals/Match-Making.html" target="_self">matchmaking site</a>.</p>
	<p>Sometimes, when I am alone at night, this freedom is cold. There is no one to hold me, and no one to tell me things will be okay. That&#8217;s when I wish I could be safe again in the &quot;marriage&quot; I had with my husband. I was unhappy with him and there were millions of problems, but there was always a security that he would always be there. </p>
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