<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4456558556657958476</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:29:51.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait &amp; Hope</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4456558556657958476/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tabitha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09216359766929696176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og7Z_uoyEn8/SrmyDyjx1PI/AAAAAAAAABk/5xT8LA8LfsA/S220/uslil.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4456558556657958476.post-3512126531974828032</id><published>2010-04-03T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T06:22:07.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liars.</title><content type='html'>I don't like people lying to me, even over the smallest things.  Your word is all you have thats really yours... if you betray yourself by lying... what do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the movie Little Black Book years ago.. and if you judge it by the cover you will never really appreciate how moving it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main lines in the movie has always stuck with me.... "Omission is betrayal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying isn't always not telling the truth... it's also saying nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are equal in my eyes, my mind and my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More quotes from the movie, you might enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Question: How does a girl who falls no, actually she jumps ... Eyes open, down a rabbit hole, plummeting into chaos come out the other end unchanged? The answer. She doesn't. See, I know, because that girl is me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I believe we write our own stories. And each time we think we know the end - we don't. Perhaps luck exists somewhere between the world of planning, the world of chance, and in peace that comes from knowing that you just can't know it all. You know, life's funny that way. Once you let go of the wheel, you might end up right where you belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4456558556657958476-3512126531974828032?l=kerishina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/feeds/3512126531974828032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/2010/04/liars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4456558556657958476/posts/default/3512126531974828032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4456558556657958476/posts/default/3512126531974828032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/2010/04/liars.html' title='liars.'/><author><name>Tabitha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09216359766929696176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og7Z_uoyEn8/SrmyDyjx1PI/AAAAAAAAABk/5xT8LA8LfsA/S220/uslil.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4456558556657958476.post-2208611439560262592</id><published>2010-04-02T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:21:07.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... so I've decided I need to blog now more than ever because well... my brain is overtaken with rambles that should be written down instead of towering over all the other possibilites I have to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm engaged =).. Jeremy and I have worked through so much and came such a long way.. it's amazing and we're truly blessed.  Emory is the most amazing kid in the entire world.... and pretty soon it will be we three... and I couldn't be more happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ma was diagnosed with pre-breast cancer.... sure it's not cancer, but it's pretty rough... but we're gona make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've about decided that I want to start a bible study up for the older but not to old people of the church... we are kinda lost between the kids and the seniors... I think it will be a good showing of faith.. and it'll really reestablish my connection with GOD.. I miss having the peace and calm that I once held, but I'm taking it back =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all for now... since the updates are done ha.. now I can rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4456558556657958476-2208611439560262592?l=kerishina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/feeds/2208611439560262592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4456558556657958476/posts/default/2208611439560262592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4456558556657958476/posts/default/2208611439560262592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tabitha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09216359766929696176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og7Z_uoyEn8/SrmyDyjx1PI/AAAAAAAAABk/5xT8LA8LfsA/S220/uslil.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4456558556657958476.post-4831240243258919578</id><published>2009-09-25T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T19:48:25.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oi, such has happened since.</title><content type='html'>Emory got the flu.. ya, pretty terrible.  It's hard being so helpless while your child suffers.. knowing you would do ANYTHING in the world to take their place... suffer in their stead.  He is doing better now, but long hours were spent in his recovery.  Trying times these have been with everyone covered in sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself at the same old crossroads, constantly.  I can't seem to escape the same old roads.  I hope things will change one day.. maybe it will be easier, maybe it will be harder... I don't care as long as it's different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4456558556657958476-4831240243258919578?l=kerishina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/feeds/4831240243258919578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/2009/09/oi-such-has-happened-since.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4456558556657958476/posts/default/4831240243258919578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4456558556657958476/posts/default/4831240243258919578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/2009/09/oi-such-has-happened-since.html' title='oi, such has happened since.'/><author><name>Tabitha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09216359766929696176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og7Z_uoyEn8/SrmyDyjx1PI/AAAAAAAAABk/5xT8LA8LfsA/S220/uslil.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4456558556657958476.post-8242150789414331969</id><published>2009-09-22T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:47:04.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.. it's a new day.</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a short, very uninteresting post because I am incredibly tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life, as a story, would be filled with the greater climaxes and the lower dramatic sequences of any person I know... not to say that it's been a hard life... but more or less a 'full' one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet despite the good and bad times throughout my story... there is not a single chapter I would change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og7Z_uoyEn8/Srm1tOcrWXI/AAAAAAAAACI/EyR5CIqU2hU/s1600-h/us1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og7Z_uoyEn8/Srm1tOcrWXI/AAAAAAAAACI/EyR5CIqU2hU/s320/us1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384534618075257202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my son, Emory Nolan... and for the first part of my life... he's the conclusion.. the amazing resolution.. the jaw dropping outcome.. he is my reward.  One day, when he's older, I hope can fully explain to him the impact he has made on my life... and the savior's shoes that he filled at such a young age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4456558556657958476-8242150789414331969?l=kerishina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/feeds/8242150789414331969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-new-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4456558556657958476/posts/default/8242150789414331969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4456558556657958476/posts/default/8242150789414331969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerishina.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-new-day.html' title='.. it&apos;s a new day.'/><author><name>Tabitha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09216359766929696176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og7Z_uoyEn8/SrmyDyjx1PI/AAAAAAAAABk/5xT8LA8LfsA/S220/uslil.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og7Z_uoyEn8/Srm1tOcrWXI/AAAAAAAAACI/EyR5CIqU2hU/s72-c/us1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
