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		<title>By: Jameela Talley</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jameela Talley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 03:55:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Greg,

I am a friend of Elicia&#039;s and I just wanted to say that I think what your doing is a great way to keep Anita&#039;s memory alive. Elicia talked a lot about Anita at work and I had the pleasure of getting to know her through Elicia&#039;s eyes. After reading your blog it made me think about one of R.E.M.&#039;s songs...please hang in there.

Everybody Hurts

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you&#039;re sure you&#039;ve had enough of this life, well hang on
Don&#039;t let yourself go, &#039;cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it&#039;s time to sing along
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think you&#039;ve had too much of this life, well hang on

&#039;Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don&#039;t throw your hand. Oh, no. Don&#039;t throw your hand
If you feel like you&#039;re alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you&#039;re on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you&#039;ve had too much of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You are not alone</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Greg,</p>
<p>I am a friend of Elicia&#8217;s and I just wanted to say that I think what your doing is a great way to keep Anita&#8217;s memory alive. Elicia talked a lot about Anita at work and I had the pleasure of getting to know her through Elicia&#8217;s eyes. After reading your blog it made me think about one of R.E.M.&#8217;s songs&#8230;please hang in there.</p>
<p>Everybody Hurts</p>
<p>When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,<br />
When you&#8217;re sure you&#8217;ve had enough of this life, well hang on<br />
Don&#8217;t let yourself go, &#8217;cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes</p>
<p>Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it&#8217;s time to sing along<br />
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)<br />
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)<br />
When you think you&#8217;ve had too much of this life, well hang on</p>
<p>&#8216;Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends<br />
Everybody hurts. Don&#8217;t throw your hand. Oh, no. Don&#8217;t throw your hand<br />
If you feel like you&#8217;re alone, no, no, no, you are not alone</p>
<p>If you&#8217;re on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,<br />
When you think you&#8217;ve had too much of this life to hang on</p>
<p>Well, everybody hurts sometimes,<br />
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes<br />
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on<br />
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on<br />
Everybody hurts. You are not alone</p>
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		<title>By: Dina Lettre</title>
		<link>http://www.anitaslove.com/2009/08/31/how-am-i/comment-page-1/#comment-10</link>
		<dc:creator>Dina Lettre</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 03:54:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi, Greg.  You are right about the Devil wanting you to fixate (on absolutely anything and everything), but God does want you to grieve.  I believe that with all my heart...b/c that surely puts us a bit closer to Jesus.

My family and I are praying for all of you and I will be dropping off a couple meals.  Please let me know if you need anything else.

xoxo,
Dina Lettre</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi, Greg.  You are right about the Devil wanting you to fixate (on absolutely anything and everything), but God does want you to grieve.  I believe that with all my heart&#8230;b/c that surely puts us a bit closer to Jesus.</p>
<p>My family and I are praying for all of you and I will be dropping off a couple meals.  Please let me know if you need anything else.</p>
<p>xoxo,<br />
Dina Lettre</p>
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		<title>By: Jackie Townsend Bowen</title>
		<link>http://www.anitaslove.com/2009/08/31/how-am-i/comment-page-1/#comment-2</link>
		<dc:creator>Jackie Townsend Bowen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 16:45:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Greg, I have been reading through your &quot;blog&quot; and although I never met your wife, I feel like, through your desciptions and your obvious love for each other, I can sense the woman that she was. Not only an accomplished lawyer, but a godly woman who loved her family.  I cannot imagine the sorrow that you feel, and have never been through something as hard as what you must be going through now.
I had a cousin that was 37, and killed in a car accident last Thanksgiving. I remember talking to his wife about exactly what you describe. The name changes on bills and such that makes it so real, too real. Words cannot give you the comfort that you need except for those words that you have been seeking by the One who alone can give us comfort while in the valley of the shadow of death. My cousin&#039;s wife asked why something like this brings God glory, (even though my cousin was a pastor) it just doesn&#039;t make sense to us.
Why her, why me, why now? My prayers are with you and your children. Continue to turn to God as He has the strength and comfort that you need as this time of incredible sorrow. -Jackie</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Greg, I have been reading through your &#8220;blog&#8221; and although I never met your wife, I feel like, through your desciptions and your obvious love for each other, I can sense the woman that she was. Not only an accomplished lawyer, but a godly woman who loved her family.  I cannot imagine the sorrow that you feel, and have never been through something as hard as what you must be going through now.<br />
I had a cousin that was 37, and killed in a car accident last Thanksgiving. I remember talking to his wife about exactly what you describe. The name changes on bills and such that makes it so real, too real. Words cannot give you the comfort that you need except for those words that you have been seeking by the One who alone can give us comfort while in the valley of the shadow of death. My cousin&#8217;s wife asked why something like this brings God glory, (even though my cousin was a pastor) it just doesn&#8217;t make sense to us.<br />
Why her, why me, why now? My prayers are with you and your children. Continue to turn to God as He has the strength and comfort that you need as this time of incredible sorrow. -Jackie</p>
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