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		<title>So Many Problems!!!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have had so many problems getting my posts to publish that I&#8217;ve given up here. I am still writing this story as I feel it is so beautiful and needs to be told. You can find me over at      www.togetherwetravel-youandi.blogspot.com The story continues there&#8230;. Blessings.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=togtherwetravel.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5074193&amp;post=15&amp;subd=togtherwetravel&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have had so many problems getting my posts to publish that I&#8217;ve given up here.</p>
<p>I am still writing this story as I feel it is so beautiful and needs to be told.</p>
<p>You can find me over at      <a href="http://www.togetherwetravel-youandi.blogspot.com">www.togetherwetravel-youandi.blogspot.com</a></p>
<p>The story continues there&#8230;.</p>
<p>Blessings.</p>
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		<title>Cancer and an Airplane</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[There were dark days in her young life. Times she remembers, that she&#8217;d rather forget. Things she saw, things she heard, things that happened that shouldn&#8217;t have&#8230;..she&#8217;s worked through them all and only through the power of God has she been able to be victorious. Maybe someday&#8230;when the time is right&#8230;she&#8217;ll be able to take [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=togtherwetravel.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5074193&amp;post=13&amp;subd=togtherwetravel&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size:small;">There were dark days in her young life. Times she remembers, that she&#8217;d rather forget. Things she saw, things she heard, things that happened that shouldn&#8217;t have&#8230;..she&#8217;s worked through them all and only through the power of God has she been able to be victorious. Maybe someday&#8230;when the time is right&#8230;she&#8217;ll be able to take you back to that time, but not today&#8230;..</p>
<p>Cancer.</p>
<p>At seven years old, she didn&#8217;t understand what that meant. She only knew that Maw had it in her mouth and it was a very bad thing.</p>
<p>She was playing tea party with her dolls. Mommaw had bought her a table and chairs for her bedroom. The table was round, but otherwise, it looked just like the grown up table in the kitchen, and she <em>loved </em>playing mommy, working in the kitchen and fixing yummy food. While she served pretend tea and cookies to her dolls, she couldn&#8217;t help but overhear the muffled sound of Mommy and Daddy&#8217;s voices from their bedroom. Mommy and Daddy hardly ever went in their room to talk, so this really made her tummy feel funny on the inside. She heard Mommy and Daddy talking. She heard Mommy crying and Daddy getting angry. Daddy could get really angry sometimes, but this time he sounded a different angry. He sounded like he was hurt, but angry.</p>
<p>It wasn&#8217;t long and their door opened. Mommy wasn&#8217;t crying anymore, but her eyes were really red and her voice sounded funny. Daddy wouldn&#8217;t look her way. He just went in the living room and turned the tv on.</p>
<p>Mommy sat on the edge of the little girl&#8217;s bed and patted the spot beside her. She ran to sit by Mommy because she could tell this would be a &#8220;big girl&#8221; talk and Mommy didn&#8217;t like her to &#8220;lolly gag&#8221;.</p>
<p>&#8220;I don&#8217;t want you to be scared, but Maw has cancer. Do you know what that is?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;No&#8230;but I bet it&#8217;s bad.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;It <em>can</em> be bad yes. Daddy&#8217;s mommy is very sick. She might die if she doesn&#8217;t get better.&#8221;</p>
<p>Die?? Maw?? Strong, big Maw who could outwork any man around?? Maw who kept a switch hanging over her front door to whip the daylights out of any kid who wasn&#8217;t minding her? No&#8230;not Maw&#8230;.not <em>her</em> Maw.</p>
<p>&#8220;Can&#8217;t the Doctor fix her?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Maw&#8217;s doctor can&#8217;t fix her but he wants her to go see a doctor very far away from her house who maybe can.&#8221;</p>
<p>Far away from Maw&#8217;s house!! Where could that be? It took them, like, <strong><em>forever</em> to drive to Maw&#8217;s house now!!</strong></p>
<p>&#8220;Will I ever see Maw again?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, you and me are going to get on an airplane and fly to a place called Maryland. When we get there, we are going to stay at a place kind of like our apartment and we are going to visit Maw while she&#8217;s trying to get better. Okay?&#8221;</p>
<p>An airplane?? She had to go in the <em>sky</em> to see Maw?? Maryland was <em>that</em> far away??</p>
<p>Even though she told her mommy that she would go, she was <em>very</em> afraid. She&#8217;d never been in an airplane before and she didn&#8217;t like the idea of it now.</p>
<p>Daddy wasn&#8217;t going to be going with them because he had to work. This made her even more afraid.</p>
<p>Just a few days later Daddy drove them to the airport. This place was huge!! SO many people going every which direction!! She and Mommy gave Daddy a kiss and a hug and he was gone. He disappeared so fast!!</p>
<p>She looked at Mommy and she could tell that Mommy was very afraid. That made her even more scared. She had seen Mommy sad and she had seen Mommy angry, but she couldn&#8217;t remember if she&#8217;d <em>ever</em> seen her scared.</p>
<p>Somebody said something over the speaker, Mommy grabbed her hand and they took off running&#8230;and they were running <strong>fast</strong>!!!</p>
<p>They made it to this lady with a friendly smile who took their ticket and they boarded the plane.</p>
<p>Her little heart was beating so fast. She was sure it was going to pop right out of her chest!!</p>
<p>They found their seat and Mommy let her sit by the window. It was a tiny window, but she could see outside and that was really cool!!</p>
<p>They buckled their seat belts and in just a few minutes, the pilot came on the speaker and told them his name and said something about a great flight.</p>
<p>She turned to look at Mommy and then it moved!! Whipping around to look out her window she saw everything outside start to go by. Faster and faster until she couldn&#8217;t even make out what anything was!! Her heart had calmed down, but now was beating as fast as the plane was moving!</p>
<p>All of a sudden she felt like someone was pushing her back in her seat and they left the ground. The little girl didn&#8217;t know whether to cry or to laugh. Not long after, she felt her body returning to normal and the stewardess asked them if they&#8217;d like something to drink. <em>&#8220;Are you kidding?!&#8221;</em>,<em> </em>the little girl thought, <em>&#8220;I just might throw up if I try</em> <em>to drink something!&#8221; </em>After a while she settled down though and she actually began to enjoy the plane ride. She loved the different colors of the clouds. She saw blue clouds and white ones. Even red and orange clouds. She&#8217;d have to remember that when she colored pictures of clouds. She wondered if Scott had ever been in a cloud? Maybe she would ask him&#8230;</p>
<p>It wasn&#8217;t too much longer and the pilot came on the speaker again. He told everybody that they had to buckle their seatbelts and put everything away. As she looked out the window again she could begin to make out the ground below and then the houses and before she knew it&#8230;.. A <strong>hard </strong>bump!! She felt like she&#8217;d been slammed into the ground!! Mommy grabbed her arm and then she heard something crash!! Oh was she scared!! Mommy was holding her tightly and she could hear Mommy&#8217;s heart beating! This had to be bad! She <strong>knew</strong> this airplane thing was a bad idea! But..slowly the plane came to a stop and the stewardess apologized for the plate breaking and scaring everybody.</p>
<p>She was glad she was in Maryland, but she hoped they could figure out another way to get home.</p>
<p>Once they got their bags and went outside, Mommy soon flagged down a taxi and they were off to their room apartment.</p>
<p>Mommy knocked on the door of the apartment and a lady answered the door. She took one look at the little girl and made an awful face.</p>
<p>&#8220;You have a <em>child</em> with you?&#8221;, she asked Mommy.</p>
<p>&#8220;Yes. I had no choice but to bring her. She&#8217;s a very good girl and you won&#8217;t hear a peep out of her, I promise.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;d better not or you&#8217;ll be finding another place to stay.&#8221;</p>
<p>Humph. Who did this lady think she was anyway? The little girl knew right away that she was not going to like being in this room apartment.</p>
<p>Once they got in their room and unpacked, Mommy found the address to Maw&#8217;s doctor. Maw had gotten here a few weeks before and Mommy said they had to operate on Maw. She told the little girl that Maw would look different but it was still Maw under those big bandaids.</p>
<p>Downstairs they went, out the door and began the walk to the hospital. Blocks and blocks and blocks they walked. The little girl tried hard not to whine, but she was getting tired.</p>
<p>&#8220;Mommy, why didn&#8217;t we just call a taxi?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Because. We don&#8217;t have a lot of money and we&#8217;re going to be here two weeks. Just be a big girl. We&#8217;re almost there.&#8221;</p>
<p>A few more blocks found them standing in front of the biggest building she&#8217;d ever seen. This place was bigger than her apartment back home. It was even bigger than her school!!!</p>
<p>Even though Mommy told her that Maw was going to look different, she wasn&#8217;t prepared for what she saw when she entered Maw&#8217;s room&#8230;&#8230;</p>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size:small;">There were dark days in her young life. Times she remembers, that she&#8217;d rather forget. Things she saw, things she heard, things that happened that shouldn&#8217;t have&#8230;..she&#8217;s worked through them all and only through the power of God has she been able to be victorious. Maybe someday&#8230;when the time is right&#8230;she&#8217;ll be able to take you back to that time, but not today&#8230;..</p>
<p>Cancer.</p>
<p>At seven years old, she didn&#8217;t understand what that meant. She only knew that Maw had it in her mouth and it was a very bad thing.</p>
<p>She was playing tea party with her dolls. Mommaw had bought her a table and chairs for her bedroom. The table was round, but otherwise, it looked just like the grown up table in the kitchen, and she <em>loved </em>playing mommy, working in the kitchen and fixing yummy food. While she served pretend tea and cookies to her dolls, she couldn&#8217;t help but overhear the muffled sound of Mommy and Daddy&#8217;s voices from their bedroom. Mommy and Daddy hardly ever went in their room to talk, so this really made her tummy feel funny on the inside. She heard Mommy and Daddy talking. She heard Mommy crying and Daddy getting angry. Daddy could get really angry sometimes, but this time he sounded a different angry. He sounded like he was hurt, but angry.</p>
<p>It wasn&#8217;t long and their door opened. Mommy wasn&#8217;t crying anymore, but her eyes were really red and her voice sounded funny. Daddy wouldn&#8217;t look her way. He just went in the living room and turned the tv on.</p>
<p>Mommy sat on the edge of the little girl&#8217;s bed and patted the spot beside her. She ran to sit by Mommy because she could tell this would be a &#8220;big girl&#8221; talk and Mommy didn&#8217;t like her to &#8220;lolly gag&#8221;.</p>
<p>&#8220;I don&#8217;t want you to be scared, but Maw has cancer. Do you know what that is?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;No&#8230;but I bet it&#8217;s bad.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;It <em>can</em> be bad yes. Daddy&#8217;s mommy is very sick. She might die if she doesn&#8217;t get better.&#8221;</p>
<p>Die?? Maw?? Strong, big Maw who could outwork any man around?? Maw who kept a switch hanging over her front door to whip the daylights out of any kid who wasn&#8217;t minding her? No&#8230;not Maw&#8230;.not <em>her</em> Maw.</p>
<p>&#8220;Can&#8217;t the Doctor fix her?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Maw&#8217;s doctor can&#8217;t fix her but he wants her to go see a doctor very far away from her house who maybe can.&#8221;</p>
<p>Far away from Maw&#8217;s house!! Where could that be? It took them, like, <strong><em>forever</em> to drive to Maw&#8217;s house now!!</strong></p>
<p>&#8220;Will I ever see Maw again?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, you and me are going to get on an airplane and fly to a place called Maryland. When we get there, we are going to stay at a place kind of like our apartment and we are going to visit Maw while she&#8217;s trying to get better. Okay?&#8221;</p>
<p>An airplane?? She had to go in the <em>sky</em> to see Maw?? Maryland was <em>that</em> far away??</p>
<p>Even though she told her mommy that she would go, she was <em>very</em> afraid. She&#8217;d never been in an airplane before and she didn&#8217;t like the idea of it now.</p>
<p>Daddy wasn&#8217;t going to be going with them because he had to work. This made her even more afraid.</p>
<p>Just a few days later Daddy drove them to the airport. This place was huge!! SO many people going every which direction!! She and Mommy gave Daddy a kiss and a hug and he was gone. He disappeared so fast!!</p>
<p>She looked at Mommy and she could tell that Mommy was very afraid. That made her even more scared. She had seen Mommy sad and she had seen Mommy angry, but she couldn&#8217;t remember if she&#8217;d <em>ever</em> seen her scared.</p>
<p>Somebody said something over the speaker, Mommy grabbed her hand and they took off running&#8230;and they were running <strong>fast</strong>!!!</p>
<p>They made it to this lady with a friendly smile who took their ticket and they boarded the plane.</p>
<p>Her little heart was beating so fast. She was sure it was going to pop right out of her chest!!</p>
<p>They found their seat and Mommy let her sit by the window. It was a tiny window, but she could see outside and that was really cool!!</p>
<p>They buckled their seat belts and in just a few minutes, the pilot came on the speaker and told them his name and said something about a great flight.</p>
<p>She turned to look at Mommy and then it moved!! Whipping around to look out her window she saw everything outside start to go by. Faster and faster until she couldn&#8217;t even make out what anything was!! Her heart had calmed down, but now was beating as fast as the plane was moving!</p>
<p>All of a sudden she felt like someone was pushing her back in her seat and they left the ground. The little girl didn&#8217;t know whether to cry or to laugh. Not long after, she felt her body returning to normal and the stewardess asked them if they&#8217;d like something to drink. <em>&#8220;Are you kidding?!&#8221;</em>,<em> </em>the little girl thought, <em>&#8220;I just might throw up if I try</em> <em>to drink something!&#8221; </em>After a while she settled down though and she actually began to enjoy the plane ride. She loved the different colors of the clouds. She saw blue clouds and white ones. Even red and orange clouds. She&#8217;d have to remember that when she colored pictures of clouds. She wondered if Scott had ever been in a cloud? Maybe she would ask him&#8230;</p>
<p>It wasn&#8217;t too much longer and the pilot came on the speaker again. He told everybody that they had to buckle their seatbelts and put everything away. As she looked out the window again she could begin to make out the ground below and then the houses and before she knew it&#8230;.. A <strong>hard </strong>bump!! She felt like she&#8217;d been slammed into the ground!! Mommy grabbed her arm and then she heard something crash!! Oh was she scared!! Mommy was holding her tightly and she could hear Mommy&#8217;s heart beating! This had to be bad! She <strong>knew</strong> this airplane thing was a bad idea! But..slowly the plane came to a stop and the stewardess apologized for the plate breaking and scaring everybody.</p>
<p>She was glad she was in Maryland, but she hoped they could figure out another way to get home.</p>
<p>Once they got their bags and went outside, Mommy soon flagged down a taxi and they were off to their room apartment.</p>
<p>Mommy knocked on the door of the apartment and a lady answered the door. She took one look at the little girl and made an awful face.</p>
<p>&#8220;You have a <em>child</em> with you?&#8221;, she asked Mommy.</p>
<p>&#8220;Yes. I had no choice but to bring her. She&#8217;s a very good girl and you won&#8217;t hear a peep out of her, I promise.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;d better not or you&#8217;ll be finding another place to stay.&#8221;</p>
<p>Humph. Who did this lady think she was anyway? The little girl knew right away that she was not going to like being in this room apartment.</p>
<p>Once they got in their room and unpacked, Mommy found the address to Maw&#8217;s doctor. Maw had gotten here a few weeks before and Mommy said they had to operate on Maw. She told the little girl that Maw would look different but it was still Maw under those big bandaids.</p>
<p>Downstairs they went, out the door and began the walk to the hospital. Blocks and blocks and blocks they walked. The little girl tried hard not to whine, but she was getting tired.</p>
<p>&#8220;Mommy, why didn&#8217;t we just call a taxi?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Because. We don&#8217;t have a lot of money and we&#8217;re going to be here two weeks. Just be a big girl. We&#8217;re almost there.&#8221;</p>
<p>A few more blocks found them standing in front of the biggest building she&#8217;d ever seen. This place was bigger than her apartment back home. It was even bigger than her school!!!</p>
<p>Even though Mommy told her that Maw was going to look different, she wasn&#8217;t prepared for what she saw when she entered Maw&#8217;s room&#8230;&#8230;</p>
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		<title>In the Beginning&#8230;..</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 21:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Deb</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[She was 15. Much too young to get married, but believed that she had met her Prince Charming and that life would be over if she could not be his bride. He was 21. Dark black hair, tall, thin, with a crooked smile. Oh, the trouble he could get into&#8230;but he thought she was beautiful. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=togtherwetravel.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5074193&amp;post=5&amp;subd=togtherwetravel&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She was 15. Much too young to get married, but believed that she had met her Prince Charming and that life would be over if she could not be his bride.</p>
<p>He was 21. Dark black hair, tall, thin, with a crooked smile. Oh, the trouble he could get into&#8230;but he thought she was beautiful. Sure she was only 15, but she seemed so much older than those 15 years. He wanted her to be his wife, and she wanted to say yes.</p>
<p>Her mom couldn&#8217;t believe what was being asked of her. Saying yes to letting a 15 year old marry someone who was 21?? Someone who could be quite hot tempered and could find himself in a lot of trouble at any given time? She wouldn&#8217;t do it. NO. She would not allow her only daughter to marry this man. If anyone granted permission for this, it would be her father.</p>
<p>And he did.</p>
<p>That was March 16, 1963.</p>
<p>Let&#8217;s move forward. Chicago, Illinois. August 7th, 1964. She woke up that morning feeling every ounce of pregnancy weight on her small frame. So far from the hills of West Virginia and the place that had been home all of her young life. </p>
<p>Her husband of little more than a year was leaving for work. She kissed him goodbye and thought she might just lie down for a little while. In just a few minutes she was sound asleep. A couple of hours later she awoke to incredible pain flowing through her body. She was pretty sure this was labor, but even if it wasn&#8217;t, something had to be done. She called her husband at work then called for a taxi. He was going to meet her at the hospital. Only four and a half short hours later, she cradled her first child. A girl. 8 pounds 4 ounces. They named her Deborah Lynn. Her mother liked that name and she missed her mother.</p>
<p>Only a state away&#8230;.in Indiana lived a young, single 22 year old woman. She had met a man and things had gotten out of control. She became pregnant. Like the 15 year old, she too was feeling every ounce of her pregnancy weight. She still had 2 months to go before she gave birth, but she had so much on her mind. Determined to keep this child and raise it, she knew it would be hard. Already she loved this baby and she knew they would make it..somehow.</p>
<p>October 8 found her giving birth to a boy. She named him Philip Ray, after his dad&#8230;only he didn&#8217;t know that and wasn&#8217;t interested in anything about him. With a powerful determination she moved forward. She would raise this child and he would be loved. She would make sure of that. For her, there were no other options.</p>
<p>Time marched on. She worked and raised this little boy..and met a man. A man, who this time truly loved her and loved this little boy. He asked her to marry him. She said yes. He asked to adopt her little boy. Again she said yes. They became a family.</p>
<p>This is how we began. Philip and Deb. This is where our story begins. Please continue to walk with us as we share our love for each other with you&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Walk With Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 01:38:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Deb</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Walk with me&#8230;.Let&#8217;s go back in time. More than 40 years ago. Before they were even born, before they were even thought about. How did it begin? Where has their journey taken them and where is it going? This is a true story about two people..very much in love and doing their best to serve [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=togtherwetravel.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5074193&amp;post=3&amp;subd=togtherwetravel&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Walk with me&#8230;.Let&#8217;s go back in time. More than 40 years ago. Before they were even born, before they were even thought about.</p>
<p>How did it begin? Where has their journey taken them and where is it going?</p>
<p>This is a true story about two people..very much in love and doing their best to serve their Savior, raise their family and make this journey called life the absolute best it can be.</p>
<p>Welcome to their life. They hope you enjoy&#8230;..</p>
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