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		<title>Annabel Violet</title>
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Introducing Annabel Violet Spohr
Born: 1/22/10
Weight: 6 lbs 1/2 oz
Length: 19 1/2 inches

If you can&#8217;t see the player above click here to hear the song
Annabel&#8217;s Song

The mountains were on fire
Not a note was heard from a single choir
In the middle of the day
The sunlight went away
And grown men had to turn their heads
Lest it be seen [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewbornidentity.com/?p=440</link>
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		<title>When Life Gives You Gutterballs&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In the days following Maddie&#8217;s death I tried as best I could to deny that the life I had been building hadn&#8217;t just exploded in my face. Try as hard as I did, however, this eventually proved impossible. I soon found myself at my lowest point; at my most lost. After a few hard days [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewbornidentity.com/?p=387</link>
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		<title>My Life For You</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I wrote a new song for Maddie&#8230;

If you can&#8217;t see the player above click here to hear the song.
My Life For You
I used to have in me a selfish side
Sometimes I&#8217;d only think about myself
Part of me was still a kid
Dreaming of the things I did
So when your Mom said you were on your way
I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewbornidentity.com/?p=342</link>
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		<title>Time Out Of Mind</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In less than thirty hours this year will finish and a new one will begin. Leaving 2009 behind, however, is not as easy for me as you may think. Yes, I will be turning the page on the worst year of my life. But in doing so I will also be saying goodbye to the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewbornidentity.com/?p=315</link>
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		<title>Maddie&#8217;s Day</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today is not a day to be angry at God
Or to mourn the lives we will never lead
It is not a day for asking why
Or avoiding the places we used to go
Today is not a day to fill with distractions
Or to spend pretending all is okay
It is not a day for jealousy
Of fathers and daughters [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewbornidentity.com/?p=297</link>
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		<title>Different</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When I was ten or so my cousin died in a scuba diving accident in Australia. I remember going to my aunt&#8217;s house and seeing a cardboard package sitting on the counter that the mailman had just delivered from the Australian government. It held my cousin&#8217;s remains. As I looked at it I couldn&#8217;t imagine what it must have been like for my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewbornidentity.com/?p=285</link>
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		<title>Flowers and Candles</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday I wrote a song inspired by Maddie and recorded it on my iPhone.

Flowers and Candles
Flowers and candles on the side of the road
Flowers and candles on the side of the road
I used to drive right on by
But now they make me cry
Because I&#8217;ve got flowers and candles in my heart
Flowers and candles fill a child&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewbornidentity.com/?p=275</link>
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		<title>In the Club</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I wanted to thank everyone who has left comments on my site since Maddie passed. I haven&#8217;t been the best at commenting back the last few months, but all of the advice, kind words, and sympathy has meant the world to me.
It has been a few weeks since I last posted because I&#8217;ve been in [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewbornidentity.com/?p=262</link>
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		<title>Predeceased</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In the days following Maddie&#8217;s passing I began reading the LA Times&#8217; obituary section - for reasons a grief therapist could explain, I&#8217;m sure - but never stopped. I continue to read them to this day. I do this not to be morbid, but  because I enjoy reading people&#8217;s life stories. It is amazing how someone&#8217;s entire life &#8211; triumphs and failures, family and friends - can be encapsulated into just [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewbornidentity.com/?p=252</link>
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		<title>Reverie</title>
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That face.
How I miss that beautiful face.
Today was one of those days when the sheer horror of what happened was front and center in my mind.
&#8220;My daughter is dead,&#8221; I would think. &#8220;My daughter is dead.&#8221;
The preceding is a sentence that, no matter how many times I say it, always sounds foreign and unreal to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewbornidentity.com/?p=242</link>
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