<?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-10788654</id><updated>2011-09-30T04:43:43.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Greater Joy</title><subtitle type='html'>No Greater Joy is what I've been writing in my head most of my life. As far as the name goes - my family, my children - to me, there is no greater joy. Other things and people have come close but my family is my center, my inner compass and my guiding light.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreaterjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788654/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreaterjoy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17087050441323586833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788654.post-110821611523981470</id><published>2005-02-12T07:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T07:48:35.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarier than I thought</title><content type='html'>Some people can't run. Maybe they can, but they never tried. Some can't swim or are afraid to try. Most of us have our own worst fear tucked in and hidden somewhere deep inside, under a lock and key, insecurities that only we know and dread to share with others.  Remember way back in junior high you thought public humiliation because of a bad break up was the end of the world and you will never be able to show your face there again? You got over it. Most of us did. My biggest fear is being honest with myself. Facing the things I do not wish to face and acknowledging things I would rather keep buried forever. I hope this blog is a first step, however anonymous it may be. Hello, world. My name is Hope. It's time for me to get over a few things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788654-110821611523981470?l=nogreaterjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreaterjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110821611523981470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788654&amp;postID=110821611523981470' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788654/posts/default/110821611523981470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788654/posts/default/110821611523981470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreaterjoy.blogspot.com/2005/02/scarier-than-i-thought.html' title='Scarier than I thought'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17087050441323586833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
