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		<title>By: no conversation is safe &#124; Cleavage by Kelly Diels.</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2009/06/09/an-epic-story-of-unrequited-love/#comment-36232</link>
		<dc:creator>no conversation is safe &#124; Cleavage by Kelly Diels.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2012 07:18:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] a false dilemma; &#8220;more&#8221; or one over the other isn&#8217;t the point; the point is that we raise our children to leave us &#8211; that&#8217;s our job &#8211; but your lover is your lover for life, so love your lover [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] a false dilemma; &#8220;more&#8221; or one over the other isn&#8217;t the point; the point is that we raise our children to leave us &#8211; that&#8217;s our job &#8211; but your lover is your lover for life, so love your lover [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Not Ready But Willing</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2009/06/09/an-epic-story-of-unrequited-love/#comment-34102</link>
		<dc:creator>Not Ready But Willing</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2011 02:44:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] I knew – and I know every day – that I was not ready. I was and am wrenchingly unprepared. I am – as are most parents -  not an instinctual saint equipped with The Answers but a despera.... Striving to be a mother. Striving to be the mama she [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] I knew – and I know every day – that I was not ready. I was and am wrenchingly unprepared. I am – as are most parents -  not an instinctual saint equipped with The Answers but a despera&#8230;. Striving to be a mother. Striving to be the mama she [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Not Ready But Willing &#124; Cleavage by Kelly Diels.</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2009/06/09/an-epic-story-of-unrequited-love/#comment-34086</link>
		<dc:creator>Not Ready But Willing &#124; Cleavage by Kelly Diels.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Apr 2011 18:18:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] &#8211; and I know every day &#8211; that I was not ready. I was and am wrenchingly unprepared. I am &#8211; as are most parents -  not an instinctual saint equipped with The Answers but a des.... Striving to be a mother. Striving to be the mama she [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] &#8211; and I know every day &#8211; that I was not ready. I was and am wrenchingly unprepared. I am &#8211; as are most parents -  not an instinctual saint equipped with The Answers but a des&#8230;. Striving to be a mother. Striving to be the mama she [...]</p>
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		<title>By: LPC</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2009/06/09/an-epic-story-of-unrequited-love/#comment-25804</link>
		<dc:creator>LPC</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2010 13:22:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ain&#039;t it the damn truth. Unrequited love starts with our children. Everything else pales in comparison. Even when our kids are visibly doing everything we asked of them except this, to love us back the way we love them. Not going to happen, not in America. Thank you for saying so. Few do.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ain&#8217;t it the damn truth. Unrequited love starts with our children. Everything else pales in comparison. Even when our kids are visibly doing everything we asked of them except this, to love us back the way we love them. Not going to happen, not in America. Thank you for saying so. Few do.</p>
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		<title>By: baby, my love, the truth &#124; Cleavage by Kelly Diels.</title>
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		<dc:creator>baby, my love, the truth &#124; Cleavage by Kelly Diels.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2010 07:03:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] Love. My Baby. My Heart. All the clichés are true: when you were born, I recognized you. Knowing you, immediately, viscerally, was a surprise. I was so distracted throughout your birth [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Love. My Baby. My Heart. All the clichés are true: when you were born, I recognized you. Knowing you, immediately, viscerally, was a surprise. I was so distracted throughout your birth [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Renee Michelle (Michelmustro)</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2009/06/09/an-epic-story-of-unrequited-love/#comment-23123</link>
		<dc:creator>Renee Michelle (Michelmustro)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2010 07:32:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kelly, I love how you articulate my thoughts so well! You say that we ....&quot; walk in this love, and knowledge which brings a power, and a grace to the most mundane moments.&quot;

(My boys are now 18 and 16, and I am 40.) I sooo...know the mundane that I did for years with no regrets, and continue to do now with love .... 

You say that our children,  &quot;who grow more into themselves and further away from me with every breath&quot;, &quot;.... and who begin to see clearly that I am a flawed, inadequate mother, and a person. They then recoil.&quot; 

It is hard to see them recoil ?!?! We never did or will  to them...... 

When they recoil, it hurts. You say that, &quot;My children, my babies will one day be embarassed by my extravagant heartfelt love,  and my hovering,  and the fact that I exist.&quot;    Yes they will and do and It hurts like Hell, ...yet we don&#039;t care,  and will continue to love anyway!!

What a heartbreak this is Kelly!!! Yet we still deeply know that they truly know, and embrace,  and thy are thriving  because of the love we gave,  and continue to give them,   regardless of their actions!!!

You compare it to dating.....&quot;We date....this is why I am, at long last, resilient enough to brave the thickets of sexual rejection. The slights of a beastly lover are nothing compared to the wilds of disregard that I travel with my children....... Children are dangerous game. They will never, ever love you as much, or as hard. or as continually as you love them. The cruel paradox of parenthood is that you raise the loves of your life to leave you.&quot;

&quot;grand circle,  divine secrets,...unconditional and eternal love.&quot;

.... our heart stops beating just for a whispering second,  and then starts again stronger, harder, louder, deeper, more.&quot;

May we find our equal dating LOVES!! I believe we will one day find our equal loves!! LOL ~Renee Michelle Morrison (Michellemustro)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kelly, I love how you articulate my thoughts so well! You say that we &#8230;.&#8221; walk in this love, and knowledge which brings a power, and a grace to the most mundane moments.&#8221;</p>
<p>(My boys are now 18 and 16, and I am 40.) I sooo&#8230;know the mundane that I did for years with no regrets, and continue to do now with love &#8230;. </p>
<p>You say that our children,  &#8220;who grow more into themselves and further away from me with every breath&#8221;, &#8220;&#8230;. and who begin to see clearly that I am a flawed, inadequate mother, and a person. They then recoil.&#8221; </p>
<p>It is hard to see them recoil ?!?! We never did or will  to them&#8230;&#8230; </p>
<p>When they recoil, it hurts. You say that, &#8220;My children, my babies will one day be embarassed by my extravagant heartfelt love,  and my hovering,  and the fact that I exist.&#8221;    Yes they will and do and It hurts like Hell, &#8230;yet we don&#8217;t care,  and will continue to love anyway!!</p>
<p>What a heartbreak this is Kelly!!! Yet we still deeply know that they truly know, and embrace,  and thy are thriving  because of the love we gave,  and continue to give them,   regardless of their actions!!!</p>
<p>You compare it to dating&#8230;..&#8221;We date&#8230;.this is why I am, at long last, resilient enough to brave the thickets of sexual rejection. The slights of a beastly lover are nothing compared to the wilds of disregard that I travel with my children&#8230;&#8230;. Children are dangerous game. They will never, ever love you as much, or as hard. or as continually as you love them. The cruel paradox of parenthood is that you raise the loves of your life to leave you.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;grand circle,  divine secrets,&#8230;unconditional and eternal love.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8230;. our heart stops beating just for a whispering second,  and then starts again stronger, harder, louder, deeper, more.&#8221;</p>
<p>May we find our equal dating LOVES!! I believe we will one day find our equal loves!! LOL ~Renee Michelle Morrison (Michellemustro)</p>
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		<title>By: Carlos Velez</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2009/06/09/an-epic-story-of-unrequited-love/#comment-23034</link>
		<dc:creator>Carlos Velez</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2010 23:04:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Oh god that is powerful.  I think I need to call my mother.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh god that is powerful.  I think I need to call my mother.</p>
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		<title>By: Kelly Diels</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2009/06/09/an-epic-story-of-unrequited-love/#comment-22991</link>
		<dc:creator>Kelly Diels</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2010 19:09:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&lt;a href=&quot;#comment-22971&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;@April&lt;/a&gt;, that&#039;s hard. I feel it, viscerally. My kids are still little enough to curl into my corners. We snuggle. Constantly. It is such a luxury, and I am already worried about the day - I think it is only a couple of years away - when they start claiming themselves and drawing lines between us.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="#comment-22971" rel="nofollow">@April</a>, that&#8217;s hard. I feel it, viscerally. My kids are still little enough to curl into my corners. We snuggle. Constantly. It is such a luxury, and I am already worried about the day &#8211; I think it is only a couple of years away &#8211; when they start claiming themselves and drawing lines between us.</p>
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		<title>By: April</title>
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		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2010 18:09:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thank you for this. It&#039;s a great reminder as I attempt to navigate my relationship with my moody and private 14 year old daughter. I know that I have the best I can with her, but some days it&#039;s awfully tough when she shuts me out.

&quot;The cruel paradox of parenthood is that you raise the loves of your life to leave you.&quot;

Amen.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for this. It&#8217;s a great reminder as I attempt to navigate my relationship with my moody and private 14 year old daughter. I know that I have the best I can with her, but some days it&#8217;s awfully tough when she shuts me out.</p>
<p>&#8220;The cruel paradox of parenthood is that you raise the loves of your life to leave you.&#8221;</p>
<p>Amen.</p>
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		<title>By: Josh Hanagarne</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2009/06/09/an-epic-story-of-unrequited-love/#comment-463</link>
		<dc:creator>Josh Hanagarne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 03:44:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey Kelly, you gave me one of the nicest compliments I&#039;ve ever had today on my blog. I&#039;ve printed it out and had a trophy made.  I love what you have going on here, by the way.  I&#039;ll be back. added you to my reader.  Peace out, suckas
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Kelly, you gave me one of the nicest compliments I&#8217;ve ever had today on my blog. I&#8217;ve printed it out and had a trophy made.  I love what you have going on here, by the way.  I&#8217;ll be back. added you to my reader.  Peace out, suckas</p>
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