<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
		>
<channel>
	<title>Comments on: My Cup Runneth Over</title>
	<atom:link href="http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/?utm_source=rss&#038;utm_medium=rss&#038;utm_campaign=my-cup-runneth-over</link>
	<description>Mona&#039;s posts and podcasts share how to create and sustain married love: follow her romantic twist on a turn abroad...</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2012 06:27:10 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1</generator>
	<item>
		<title>By: maritza ardila- perez</title>
		<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/#comment-1388</link>
		<dc:creator>maritza ardila- perez</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 21:58:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.monasmusings.com/?p=583#comment-1388</guid>
		<description>What a wonderful notes.You inspire me a lot , love to both of you!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a wonderful notes.You inspire me a lot , love to both of you!!!</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: mona</title>
		<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/#comment-377</link>
		<dc:creator>mona</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Apr 2010 23:23:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.monasmusings.com/?p=583#comment-377</guid>
		<description>Sharon and Marzee: Thank you both so much!!!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sharon and Marzee: Thank you both so much!!!!!</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Sharon</title>
		<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/#comment-373</link>
		<dc:creator>Sharon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Apr 2010 21:54:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.monasmusings.com/?p=583#comment-373</guid>
		<description>I can&#039;t even begin to express how beautiful this is. Listening to it makes me cry and just fills me with more love for both of you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can&#8217;t even begin to express how beautiful this is. Listening to it makes me cry and just fills me with more love for both of you.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: marzee</title>
		<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/#comment-367</link>
		<dc:creator>marzee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2010 19:19:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.monasmusings.com/?p=583#comment-367</guid>
		<description>I love the fact that beauty is more than seeing but feeling and sensing as well.  My husband is physically beautiful but that is only magnified by the tenderness we feel toward each other.  The sensing comes from knowing not only him physically, but spiritually as well.  Beauty is more than in the eye - it&#039;s a full body and spiritual experience.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love the fact that beauty is more than seeing but feeling and sensing as well.  My husband is physically beautiful but that is only magnified by the tenderness we feel toward each other.  The sensing comes from knowing not only him physically, but spiritually as well.  Beauty is more than in the eye &#8211; it&#8217;s a full body and spiritual experience.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: mona</title>
		<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/#comment-365</link>
		<dc:creator>mona</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 14:45:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.monasmusings.com/?p=583#comment-365</guid>
		<description>Colleen: That is such a beautiful account of your romance and such a tribute to the very principles I was trying to testify to in this post. Thank you for sharing. I love you so.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Colleen: That is such a beautiful account of your romance and such a tribute to the very principles I was trying to testify to in this post. Thank you for sharing. I love you so.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Colleen Tolva</title>
		<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/#comment-364</link>
		<dc:creator>Colleen Tolva</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 04:11:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.monasmusings.com/?p=583#comment-364</guid>
		<description>The first time I met Danial was at a church dinner and he was a new investigator of the church. We got into a fight over the olives!  I liked him immediately and we formed a mutual friendship along with my husband.  My husband and I had been called to be Ward Missionaries at the time and helped teach Danial  the Gospel along with the full time missionaries.   
Months later my husband left me and also the church! Having been married for seven years and having been treated respectfully for part of that time with love notes and flowers, etc. it was disappointing to have this happen; however, indeed when the Lord closes one door he opens another. 
Danial was the second person I called that Sunday when my husband left a note for me and was gone when I got home from church.  The next morning the sherrif was at my door with a summons for divorce.  
Danial didn’t waste time.  He had love and respect for me and after prayer and always having an ability to let go and move on I soon felt the same way toward him.  
Our courtship was very sweet. We shared our musical talents with a dying 94 year old woman and visited with her almost everyday for the three months before she died and a few weeks before our wedding. 
When I first knew Danial I felt his sweet spirit.  I also knew that being legally blind he had to struggle a little harder than most with his disability; but his independent spirit, humor and talents proved to be gigantic. 
 At first I wasn’t physically attracted to Danial.  He wasn’t really tall, dark and handsome.  One night we were walking through a beautiful neighborhood and the moon was full and the fall that year was the most beautiful one I’d seen in the Pacific Northwest since I left Wisconsin years before.  The air was crisp and the leaves were dancing in the moonlight as we walked hand in hand.  All of sudden I looked at him and saw through the Spirit and moonlight the most beautiful man.  Danial has lovely blue eyes and that night they were glistening. My heart was filled with love for him and I knew Heavenly Father had a hand in it.  It was like my first love ever.  It was pure and delightful.  We were in harmony one with another, not only our spirits; but in music.  
After twenty years of marriage we still have joy sharing the beauties of nature and music in all it’s glorious melodies of the ages.  Our marriage isn’t always perfect. Sometimes there is discord; but everyday love is expressed and there is always freedom to develop our unique talents which seem to harmonize with each other.  I thank Heavenly Father for him for he is a gift to me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The first time I met Danial was at a church dinner and he was a new investigator of the church. We got into a fight over the olives!  I liked him immediately and we formed a mutual friendship along with my husband.  My husband and I had been called to be Ward Missionaries at the time and helped teach Danial  the Gospel along with the full time missionaries.<br />
Months later my husband left me and also the church! Having been married for seven years and having been treated respectfully for part of that time with love notes and flowers, etc. it was disappointing to have this happen; however, indeed when the Lord closes one door he opens another.<br />
Danial was the second person I called that Sunday when my husband left a note for me and was gone when I got home from church.  The next morning the sherrif was at my door with a summons for divorce.<br />
Danial didn’t waste time.  He had love and respect for me and after prayer and always having an ability to let go and move on I soon felt the same way toward him.<br />
Our courtship was very sweet. We shared our musical talents with a dying 94 year old woman and visited with her almost everyday for the three months before she died and a few weeks before our wedding.<br />
When I first knew Danial I felt his sweet spirit.  I also knew that being legally blind he had to struggle a little harder than most with his disability; but his independent spirit, humor and talents proved to be gigantic.<br />
 At first I wasn’t physically attracted to Danial.  He wasn’t really tall, dark and handsome.  One night we were walking through a beautiful neighborhood and the moon was full and the fall that year was the most beautiful one I’d seen in the Pacific Northwest since I left Wisconsin years before.  The air was crisp and the leaves were dancing in the moonlight as we walked hand in hand.  All of sudden I looked at him and saw through the Spirit and moonlight the most beautiful man.  Danial has lovely blue eyes and that night they were glistening. My heart was filled with love for him and I knew Heavenly Father had a hand in it.  It was like my first love ever.  It was pure and delightful.  We were in harmony one with another, not only our spirits; but in music.<br />
After twenty years of marriage we still have joy sharing the beauties of nature and music in all it’s glorious melodies of the ages.  Our marriage isn’t always perfect. Sometimes there is discord; but everyday love is expressed and there is always freedom to develop our unique talents which seem to harmonize with each other.  I thank Heavenly Father for him for he is a gift to me.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Olivia Heilmann</title>
		<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/#comment-362</link>
		<dc:creator>Olivia Heilmann</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2010 18:10:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.monasmusings.com/?p=583#comment-362</guid>
		<description>It&#039;s a promise.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s a promise.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: mona</title>
		<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/#comment-360</link>
		<dc:creator>mona</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2010 16:38:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.monasmusings.com/?p=583#comment-360</guid>
		<description>Olivia: Oh sweetheart! How sad for you! How heartbreaking! You are right - we ALL need role models and mentors and I am deeply grateful for those who have been mine through mine through many, many years. I will gladly be yours if you will promise to be one for others.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Olivia: Oh sweetheart! How sad for you! How heartbreaking! You are right &#8211; we ALL need role models and mentors and I am deeply grateful for those who have been mine through mine through many, many years. I will gladly be yours if you will promise to be one for others.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Olivia Heilmann</title>
		<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/#comment-359</link>
		<dc:creator>Olivia Heilmann</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2010 05:15:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.monasmusings.com/?p=583#comment-359</guid>
		<description>Mona, dear Mona.  
Without the internet, my internet jaunts are few and far between.  Thank you for reconnecting me with your beautiful site. 
Just before listening/reading to your post today I got an email from my mother letting me know that her divorce is final and she doesn&#039;t want to talk about it right now.  
How sweet it was to hear your lovely voice entwined with the orchestration expressing yourself so beautifully and helping me to have a glimmer of hope in my moment of sorrow. 
I have lost my &#039;model&#039; to follow. I suppose my &#039;model&#039; was never that perfect to begin with.  I have made a marriage out of &#039;what not&#039;s&#039; rather than &#039;what&#039;s&#039;.  It is sweet and good.  However, sometimes it is necessary to have pattern to follow, a role model, of what you want to emulate. Thank you for being that role model for me.  
I will cherish this podcast, so beautifully spoken, so rich and so colorful.  So eloquent and full of Spring and happiness.  Such a contrast to the sadness and disappointment that surrounds me.
I do thank God daily for a sweet and loving husband.  And I also thank Him for my trials that have made me who I am.  Thank you Mona for following your heart.  For sharing it with all of us.   And for loving us enough to do it all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mona, dear Mona.<br />
Without the internet, my internet jaunts are few and far between.  Thank you for reconnecting me with your beautiful site.<br />
Just before listening/reading to your post today I got an email from my mother letting me know that her divorce is final and she doesn&#8217;t want to talk about it right now.<br />
How sweet it was to hear your lovely voice entwined with the orchestration expressing yourself so beautifully and helping me to have a glimmer of hope in my moment of sorrow.<br />
I have lost my &#8216;model&#8217; to follow. I suppose my &#8216;model&#8217; was never that perfect to begin with.  I have made a marriage out of &#8216;what not&#8217;s&#8217; rather than &#8216;what&#8217;s&#8217;.  It is sweet and good.  However, sometimes it is necessary to have pattern to follow, a role model, of what you want to emulate. Thank you for being that role model for me.<br />
I will cherish this podcast, so beautifully spoken, so rich and so colorful.  So eloquent and full of Spring and happiness.  Such a contrast to the sadness and disappointment that surrounds me.<br />
I do thank God daily for a sweet and loving husband.  And I also thank Him for my trials that have made me who I am.  Thank you Mona for following your heart.  For sharing it with all of us.   And for loving us enough to do it all.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: mona</title>
		<link>http://www.monasmusings.com/my-cup-runneth-over/#comment-356</link>
		<dc:creator>mona</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2010 03:50:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.monasmusings.com/?p=583#comment-356</guid>
		<description>Heidi: YES! You can! And how wise you are to study, if you will, and learn and prepare. I think a big part of the problem today with marriages and parenthood is that everyone assumes it comes naturally. Of course, it doesn&#039;t. Those who succeed do not rely on chemistry, but LEARN the skills necessary to build and sustain a loving relationship. Good for you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Heidi: YES! You can! And how wise you are to study, if you will, and learn and prepare. I think a big part of the problem today with marriages and parenthood is that everyone assumes it comes naturally. Of course, it doesn&#8217;t. Those who succeed do not rely on chemistry, but LEARN the skills necessary to build and sustain a loving relationship. Good for you.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
</channel>
</rss>

