<?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-9006206554912408525</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:15:49.901-08:00</updated><category term='marriage'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='love'/><category term='family'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>MARRIAGE</title><subtitle type='html'>All about marriage and in between , children , affair,relationship</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-5924644414895033276</id><published>2010-10-24T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T06:45:05.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>F A M I L Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into a stranger as he passed by,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Please excuse me too;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't watching for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very polite, this stranger and I.&lt;br /&gt;We went on our way and we said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at home a different story is told,&lt;br /&gt;How we treat our loved ones, young and old.&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=workhomejobs-20&amp;o=1&amp;p=8&amp;l=bpl&amp;asins=1414300239&amp;fc1=000000&amp;IS2=1&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;m=amazon&amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;bc1=000000&amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;f=ifr" style="align:left;padding-top:5px;width:131px;height:245px;padding-right:10px;"align="left" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=workhomejobs-20&amp;o=1&amp;p=8&amp;l=bpl&amp;asins=0684802414&amp;fc1=000000&amp;IS2=1&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;m=amazon&amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;bc1=000000&amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;f=ifr" style="align:left;padding-top:5px;width:131px;height:245px;padding-right:10px;"align="left" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, cooking the evening meal,&lt;br /&gt;My son stood beside me very still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.&lt;br /&gt;"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked away, his little heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I lay awake in bed,&lt;br /&gt;God's still small voice came to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While dealing with a stranger,&lt;br /&gt;common courtesy you use,&lt;br /&gt;but the family you love, you seem to abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and look on the kitchen floor,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find some flowers there by the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the flowers he brought for you.&lt;br /&gt;He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,&lt;br /&gt;you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I felt very small,&lt;br /&gt;And now my tears began to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quietly went and knelt by his bed;&lt;br /&gt;"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"&lt;br /&gt;He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.&lt;br /&gt;I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Son, I love you too,&lt;br /&gt;and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company&lt;br /&gt;that we are working for could easily replace us in&lt;br /&gt;a matter of days.&lt;br /&gt;But the family we left behind will feel the loss&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more&lt;br /&gt;into work than into our own family,&lt;br /&gt;an unwise investment indeed,&lt;br /&gt;don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;So what is behind the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you know what the word FAMILY means?&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9006206554912408525-5924644414895033276?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/5924644414895033276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=5924644414895033276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/5924644414895033276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/5924644414895033276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2010/10/f-m-i-l-y.html' title='F A M I L Y'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-7031759016943180141</id><published>2010-10-22T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T06:55:34.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>I only know of one couple that fits to a 't' and they've been married over&lt;br /&gt;70 years...  gives the rest of us a challenge...doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Each year he sent her roses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      and the note would always say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I love you even more this year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      than last year on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      My love for you will always grow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      with every passing year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      She knew this was the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       that the roses would appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      She thought, he ordered roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      in advance before this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Her loving husband did not know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      that he would pass away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      He always liked to do things early,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      way before the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Then, if he got too busy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      everything would work out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      She trimmed the stems and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      placed them in a very special vase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Then, sat the vase beside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      the portrait of his smiling face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      She would sit for hours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      In her husband's favorite chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      While staring at his picture,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      and the roses sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &amp; as the year went by, and it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      to live without her mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      With loneliness and solitude,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      that had become her fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Then, the very hour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      as on Valentines before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      The door bell rang, and there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      were roses sitting by her door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      She brought the roses in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      and then just looked at them in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Then, went to get the telephone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       to call the florist shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      The owner answered, and she asked him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      if he would explain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Why would someone do this to her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      causing her such pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      "I know your husband passed away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      more than a year ago,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      The owner said, "I knew you'd call,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      and you would want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      The flowers you received today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      were paid for in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Your husband always planned ahead,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      he left nothing to chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      There is a standing order,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      that I have on file down here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      And h e has paid, well in advance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      you'll get them every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      There also is another thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      that I think you should know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      He wrote a special little card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      he did this years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Then, should ever I find out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      that he's no longer here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      that's the card that should be sent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      to you the following year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      She thanked him and hung up the phone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      her tears now flowing hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      To get the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Inside the card, she saw that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      he had written her a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Then, as s he stared in total silence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       this is what he wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      "Hello my love, I know it's been a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      since I've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I hope it hasn't been too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      for you to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I know it must be lonely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      and the pain is very real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Or if it was the other way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I know how I would feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      The love we shared made everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      so beautiful in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I loved you more than words can say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      you were the perfect wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      You were my friend and lover,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      you fulfilled my every need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &amp; I know it's only been a year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      but please try not to grieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I want you to be happy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      even when you shed your tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      That is why the roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      will be sent to you for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      When you get these roses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      think of all the happiness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      That we had together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      and how both of us were blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I have always loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      and I know I always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      But, my love, you must go on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      you have some living still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Please...try to find happiness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      while living out your days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       I know it is not easy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      but I hope you find some ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      The roses will come every year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      and they will only stop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     When your door's not answered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      when the florist stops to knock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &amp;; He will come five times that day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      in case you have gone out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      But after his last visit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      he will know without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      To take the roses to the place,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      where I've instructed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      and place the roses where we are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      together once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Sometimes in life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      you find a special friend;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Someone who changes your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      just by being part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Someone who makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      until you can't stop;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Someone who makes you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      that there really is good in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Someone who convinces you that there really is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-post authors unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9006206554912408525-7031759016943180141?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/7031759016943180141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=7031759016943180141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/7031759016943180141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/7031759016943180141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2010/10/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-7506384544605934623</id><published>2010-10-18T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:22:30.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;LOVE… &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fight for that one thing that would make her happy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I may never be the one you look forward to seeing every day...but I will always be the one who will look out for you each and every day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't when you keep holding on... it's when you learn to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…when you understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't when you tell her what you feel... it's when you give everything for her without telling her it for her sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Love isn't when you think you were blind... it's when you know she was wrong but you didn't mind!&lt;b&gt;&lt;iframe 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-1898034453754772832</id><published>2010-10-16T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T03:50:18.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage: Letting Go</title><content type='html'>Marriage goes through ups and down. There comes a point were you ask yourself  “Is it worth it?"  and the answer is always “ill give it a try”, it will be okay soon, Will try some more”, or “ this is one of those days but isn’t it really be okay someday?  If you are just saving the relationship just for the sake of keeping it I don’t think it will work out.  Letting go is the best option even though it would be hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9006206554912408525-1898034453754772832?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/1898034453754772832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=1898034453754772832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/1898034453754772832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/1898034453754772832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2010/10/marriage-letting-go.html' title='Marriage: Letting Go'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-8750154059152443723</id><published>2009-04-22T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:22:58.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road to a Happy Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SfcCnosxO5I/AAAAAAAAACY/Bh6USd3z8aQ/s1600-h/42-21577181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SfcCnosxO5I/AAAAAAAAACY/Bh6USd3z8aQ/s320/42-21577181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329731563979619218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked yourself why marriage succeed to some but fails to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust&lt;/strong&gt;- is the key to a happier marriage. If one lose trust to their partner the marriage will fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Respect&lt;/strong&gt;- although trust is the key to a happier marriage; a marriage without respect for the other will go nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Communication&lt;/strong&gt;- spend time talking like the first time you see other. Talk as if your are just in the courting stage where in there is so much to say but so little time. Often than not, after marriage , couples to tend recline and stop communicating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Individualism&lt;/strong&gt;- Each individual has its own goal to satisfy. A lot of couples stop doing what they have been doing before the marriage and start to do things together forgetting that each should live individually in order for them to grow and to share more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship&lt;/strong&gt; - In time love will be replace with friendship and it's nice to know that your partner is your friend also. Someone you can turn to; can talk too , someone who would listen and just be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;- no matter what. Love for each other is a "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY MARRIAGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9006206554912408525-8750154059152443723?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/8750154059152443723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=8750154059152443723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/8750154059152443723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/8750154059152443723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-road-to-happy-marriage.html' title='On the Road to a Happy Marriage'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SfcCnosxO5I/AAAAAAAAACY/Bh6USd3z8aQ/s72-c/42-21577181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-383126181379164112</id><published>2008-08-25T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:16:15.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage:  No rules just belief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKnrttmAII/AAAAAAAAACA/AKl43ayCfb0/s1600-h/42-19423859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKnrttmAII/AAAAAAAAACA/AKl43ayCfb0/s320/42-19423859.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238433686032351362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marriage&lt;/strong&gt;.  A lot of couples have/had a problem with it.  In some point, some have or had a problem getting into it (commiting), some have or had a problem getting out  (breaking).  Even if we are so very careful in choosing; it remains the same we are very often tested and often vulnerable.  There is no rules to follow to be successful in marriage or a secret to stay together, YOU, both of you just have to have values ... yeah! belief ... "belief" in the importance of your marriage. Your belief... your values about &lt;strong&gt;respect&lt;/strong&gt; for the other person, about &lt;strong&gt;compromise&lt;/strong&gt; ,about the importance of &lt;strong&gt;communication or talk&lt;/strong&gt;.  Belief about &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;. That's the secret because there is no rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9006206554912408525-383126181379164112?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/383126181379164112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=383126181379164112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/383126181379164112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/383126181379164112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2008/08/marriage-no-rules-just-belief.html' title='Marriage:  No rules just belief'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKnrttmAII/AAAAAAAAACA/AKl43ayCfb0/s72-c/42-19423859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-1838457699493516312</id><published>2008-07-23T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T08:09:26.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neutral Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SIdJjahcpvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mmL_RDuyZxE/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226226765350610674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SIdJjahcpvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mmL_RDuyZxE/s320/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couples do experience emotionally draining situation in the years they are together. And we often asked ourselves, can we still survive another years of marriage??? When fighting becomes a daily condition. When it seems that it is inevitable. When arguing is already a routine rather than something to share or express are opinions too. When nothing left or the only option we have is a silent retreat to our neutral corners..., So as not to prolong the arguments..., So as to stop fighting... Just be contended to keep quiet and just let it be, knowing that it will just die down. So as to stop ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like our own little corner. This is your side of the bed.. this is mine. Our own neutral corner that we keep. Totally forgetting that without the other person you are incomplete. And that our neutral corners are not a solution rather than keeping your self away to what is really there. Reality. Avoiding what should be face .. what should be said... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9006206554912408525-1838457699493516312?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/1838457699493516312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=1838457699493516312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/1838457699493516312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/1838457699493516312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2008/07/neutral-corner.html' title='Neutral Corner'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SIdJjahcpvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mmL_RDuyZxE/s72-c/untitled6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-3456291783996980962</id><published>2008-07-20T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T06:44:14.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SIM_ay2SlPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QaqG11eTmMs/s1600-h/t.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225089722238538994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SIM_ay2SlPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QaqG11eTmMs/s320/t.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trully, there will come a time in your life when you will become in love with someone. So in love with that someone ... for this person you would do anything, even the craziest thing or even the things that normally you would never would have do. In doing this you'll never would have think twice. And you'll aked yourself why??? ...you have no answer. You'll try to figure it out,  your whole life to understand how this person can affect you so much, but you'll never find out why. And no matter what,  you'll love this person without regret... for the rest of your life..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9006206554912408525-3456291783996980962?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/3456291783996980962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=3456291783996980962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/3456291783996980962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/3456291783996980962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2008/07/trully-there-will-come-time-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SIM_ay2SlPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QaqG11eTmMs/s72-c/t.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-2459651157192756923</id><published>2008-07-15T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T07:32:48.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You, I and Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SHyvRX99nUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z4WLsLYFWi4/s1600-h/m.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223242380869475650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SHyvRX99nUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z4WLsLYFWi4/s320/m.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     In marriage we have to remember that in order to survive we have to learn how to maintain ourselves.  We don’t have to change ourselves just for the other; if we do that we lost ourselves forever.  When “I” meet “you” we become “US”.  I and You is a separate person with his/her own identity/individuality. US is born because of the attraction that bound You and I together.  The sharing become “us”.  As we go on with our lives together we gain more and more of “us”.  We are still I and you and we should continue that.  It should never disappear nor forgotten as we develop “us”.  Never give up the I and You because if something happens and you lose the "US" you still have "you" to go onto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9006206554912408525-2459651157192756923?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/2459651157192756923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=2459651157192756923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/2459651157192756923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/2459651157192756923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-i-and-us.html' title='You, I and Us'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SHyvRX99nUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z4WLsLYFWi4/s72-c/m.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-1347544027544952302</id><published>2008-07-12T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:41:41.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Near YET  so Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Better by far i will remember and be glad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;than by near i will remember and be sad... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&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/9006206554912408525-1347544027544952302?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/1347544027544952302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=1347544027544952302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/1347544027544952302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/1347544027544952302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='So Near YET  so Far'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-3753928734938241289</id><published>2008-07-01T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:05:10.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Despite of ? or In spite of ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;  On an Wedding ceremony I recently attended a message from the priest strikes me deepest to my heart. During his sermon the priest says “you two from now on, you have to love each other not despite of but in spite of .   And that struck me and keep me thingking , what’s the difference ? it looks the same to me .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Despite of&lt;/span&gt; - is a very negative thing to say to a person.  It is more confine to something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Despite of your looks…&lt;br /&gt;   Despite of your attitude…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In spite of&lt;/span&gt; – it brings something positive about your outlook.  It connotes everything “entirely “.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In spite of having it all wrong I still love you…&lt;br /&gt;   In spite of treating me like that I still care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now starts everyday by telling your partner not despite of but in spite of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9006206554912408525-3753928734938241289?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/3753928734938241289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=3753928734938241289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/3753928734938241289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/3753928734938241289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2008/07/despite-of-or-in-spite-of.html' title='Despite of ? or In spite of ...'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006206554912408525.post-5750282888784279127</id><published>2008-06-28T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T08:44:20.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Inside Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  Marriage vows are like a New Year’s resolutions easy to make and impossible to live up to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  Resolutions such as; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Will respect each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Will trust each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Will care for each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Will stay together through thick and thin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Etc. so on and so forth blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  Like a resolutions these would only last for a couple years (5 years maybe) of being together and ends up resolutions gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what’s the secret really of lasting happy marriage?  A pair of eyes wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A pair of eyes wide open to see that nothing in this world is perfect.  Marriage is not just about love, it is about seeing your partner in all aspect.  Seeing beyond good looks,  happy face, loving and caring ways but seeing when in  total ugliness , seeing in time of distress, in time of confusions, seeing when uncaring , and seeing in times of strays  or infidelity;  because seing from this point is the only time you understand what’s being inside  a marriage is.   A pair of wide eyes open is the only way to see and understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  What’s your resolution?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;  To have A pair of wide eyes open&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9006206554912408525-5750282888784279127?l=beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/5750282888784279127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9006206554912408525&amp;postID=5750282888784279127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/5750282888784279127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9006206554912408525/posts/default/5750282888784279127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beinginsidemarriage.blogspot.com/2008/06/being-inside-marriage.html' title='Being Inside Marriage'/><author><name>ronacruz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upsnyTPNTf8/SLKkwSFVUXI/AAAAAAAAABo/eg_PAZhU5OY/S220/flix2.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
