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	<title>Comments on: What’s Love Got To Do With It?</title>
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		<title>By: Tammy</title>
		<link>http://www.5lovelanguages.com/2009/04/what%e2%80%99s-love-got-to-do-with-it/#comment-312</link>
		<dc:creator>Tammy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 17:55:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have to say that I am blessed with an amazing husband. He makes me feel like he is thinking about me 24 hours a day. He places my needs and wants above his own. Everyone that I have ever met for the first time that know him or works with him, always comments on how much he loves me and how he says such wonderful things about me (sometimes I&#039;m not sure if I deserve them).  Sometimes it is the little things that warm my heart, like taking the kids to school and stopping by Starbucks on his way home with my favorite coffee. Yes, we get rounder, more wrinkles, more gray hair for me and less hair for him, but none of those things matter when your &quot;love tank&quot; is over flowing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have to say that I am blessed with an amazing husband. He makes me feel like he is thinking about me 24 hours a day. He places my needs and wants above his own. Everyone that I have ever met for the first time that know him or works with him, always comments on how much he loves me and how he says such wonderful things about me (sometimes I&#8217;m not sure if I deserve them).  Sometimes it is the little things that warm my heart, like taking the kids to school and stopping by Starbucks on his way home with my favorite coffee. Yes, we get rounder, more wrinkles, more gray hair for me and less hair for him, but none of those things matter when your &#8220;love tank&#8221; is over flowing.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 17:26:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What&#039;s love got to do with it?  Well, as a married 45 year old, let me tell you...when you have gained a few pounds over the years, gray hair is now your natural color, wrinkles popping up everywhere, unwanted facial hair, aches and pains are every day company; when life gets to this stage, love has everything to do with it.  You better know it&#039;s love beforehand...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What&#8217;s love got to do with it?  Well, as a married 45 year old, let me tell you&#8230;when you have gained a few pounds over the years, gray hair is now your natural color, wrinkles popping up everywhere, unwanted facial hair, aches and pains are every day company; when life gets to this stage, love has everything to do with it.  You better know it&#8217;s love beforehand&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Angela</title>
		<link>http://www.5lovelanguages.com/2009/04/what%e2%80%99s-love-got-to-do-with-it/#comment-104</link>
		<dc:creator>Angela</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 16:19:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think the word submission means to us ... basically slavery, so to submit means to give up everything and blindly follow. That feels so scary! But, when my husband leads, and i know and feel that he honors me, submitting is not about slavery, its about honoring him back. When he does it with love, its almost become natural for me to submit to him.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think the word submission means to us &#8230; basically slavery, so to submit means to give up everything and blindly follow. That feels so scary! But, when my husband leads, and i know and feel that he honors me, submitting is not about slavery, its about honoring him back. When he does it with love, its almost become natural for me to submit to him.</p>
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