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		<title>Where have I been</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been a while, dear blog, since we&#8217;ve spoken. I&#8217;ve been busy, you know, on a new adventure. And the interesting thing, dear blog, is not the subject of that adventure but the fact that at my ripe old age of 47 that I&#8217;m doing something a year ago I never would have imagined. Every [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.coldcaseinellyson.com/2011/08/14/where-have-i-been/</link>
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		<title>Early spring and the diamond will be rough</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s too early for sping, but the weather here in Florida this week is, well, more representative of how the weather SHOULD be in Florida. And with the onset of warmth in the air comes clay on the cleat. Major league spring training starts in the next few days, but for my boys, after six [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.coldcaseinellyson.com/2011/02/12/early-spring-and-the-diamond-will-be-rough/</link>
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		<title>The art of letting go</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Talking to a friend of mine, I felt like I was talking to myself, four years ago. Worried that the demands of school were too difficult for my elementary school-aged son, I stepped in, drilled him, bugged him, checked him, admonished him&#8230;we had a long year at school. Notice the word &#8220;we.&#8221; &#8220;We&#8221; got A&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.coldcaseinellyson.com/2011/01/30/the-art-of-letting-go/</link>
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		<title>Technical fouls and holding firm</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Readers of my blog know how much I enjoy watching sports of all kinds, but in particular those in which my sons play. As the oldest recovers from his football injury, the almost 13-year-old has picked up the mantle of live entertainment, and in this case, basketball. In some ways I think basketball is Connor&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.coldcaseinellyson.com/2011/01/13/technical-fouls-and-holding-firm/</link>
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		<title>The Tragedy of Boise State&#8217;s Kyle Brotzman; no &#8211; the Tragedy of Kyle Brotzman&#8217;s Boise</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I heard on the news today that the kicker for Boise State was getting death threats for the field goals he missed against Nevada. It&#8217;s shocking. Maligned online, this young man who has been so clutch for Boise is now a target of wrath. But we both know, it&#8217;s never the last point. It&#8217;s not [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.coldcaseinellyson.com/2010/12/01/the-tragedy-of-boise-states-kyle-brotzman-no-the-tragedy-of-kyle-brotzmans-boise/</link>
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		<title>The Hill Country and rocky roads</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Packed to the rear window, we&#8217;re heading over four states and nine hours from Florida to Austin to visit with family for Thanksgiving. From closely cropped St. Augustine to wind-danced rye, we&#8217;ve seen some changes along the way. From rural to industrial to modern, from snapper to Dickies Pralines and corn nuts, the contrasts have [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.coldcaseinellyson.com/2010/11/23/the-hill-country-and-rocky-roads/</link>
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		<title>The dichotomy of giving thanks</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I admit it. We&#8217;ve had a rough fourth quarter. Broken bones, a blood clot, bank seizure, disagreeable loan refinance terms, witnessing a decline in my dad&#8217;s health, all of which happened within the span of two months. I&#8217;ve been troubled with sleepless nights and nightmares, that is, until my sister reminded me of something: that [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.coldcaseinellyson.com/2010/11/22/the-dichotomy-of-giving-thanks/</link>
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		<title>At a loss for words</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s an odd feeling for a writer to lose interest in writing. Give me joy, I can write. Give me saddness, I can write. But give me angst, and I&#8217;m just speechless. Days after my son&#8217;s football injury, he had a seizure in front of my husband and me and passed out. After another trip [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.coldcaseinellyson.com/2010/11/18/at-a-loss-for-words/</link>
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		<title>And if that weren&#8217;t enough</title>
		<description><![CDATA[four days later, my oldest son suffered a catastrophic injury on the football field, a femur fracture. Funny how that makes you forget about the overhead&#8230; Too many times, we forget that our lives can change in a nanosecond&#8230;accidents can rock our world. My 13-year-old who&#8217;s reaching for independence is now as dependent as anyone [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.coldcaseinellyson.com/2010/10/17/and-if-that-werent-enough/</link>
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		<title>Beware: tennis is a contact sport</title>
		<description><![CDATA[and if you doubt me, take a look at my face. My partner and I were playing people we didn&#8217;t know from another state, and in the second game of the match, while both of us were up at net, one of our opponents hit an overhead squarely at my face. I said overhead, not [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.coldcaseinellyson.com/2010/10/08/beware-tennis-is-a-contact-sport/</link>
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