<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Rebecca Life Reflections]]></title><description><![CDATA[Embrace Life, Share Wisdom - Connect through Stories]]></description><link>https://www.rebeccareflections.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2026 09:08:21 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.rebeccareflections.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Call Me Lola]]></title><description><![CDATA[A grandmother’s love, labor, and legacy People often imagine grandmothers as soft places to land: women in kitchens, rocking chairs, and family photographs, keeping traditions alive with steady hands and patient hearts. There is truth in that image. Grandmothers have long been caretakers, storytellers, protectors, and quiet glue holding families together. But the role is larger than the stereotype. To be a grandmother is not simply to look back on life; it is to pour what life has taught you...]]></description><link>https://www.rebeccareflections.com/post/call-me-lola</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a14f1a9f3bc0136e51c1f6f</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2026 01:22:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/123eac_a153c3e17bf248b2b2b550316777d38c~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>reflectionslifereb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Seven Ages of Man]]></title><description><![CDATA[The poem is an old classic written by one of the master’s in literature, William Shakespeare.]]></description><link>https://www.rebeccareflections.com/post/the-seven-ages-of-man</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6767a8bfd361a658c7069744</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Dec 2024 05:51:08 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11062b_766c1bcfc1564bea9a888efdbeeaac12~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>reflectionslifereb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Tell Me]]></title><description><![CDATA[A poem written by Rebecca Rottman (May 21, 2022)]]></description><link>https://www.rebeccareflections.com/post/inspiring-connections-wisdom-and-life-insights-community</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6728371dd0586acb78136bd6</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Nov 2024 02:53:17 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8db320567ea94014bbc7baa8275806f1.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>reflectionslifereb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Do Terrible Things Always Happen in Threes?]]></title><description><![CDATA[Life has a way of assessing a person’s will, either by having nothing happen at all or by having everything happen at once. It is also a...]]></description><link>https://www.rebeccareflections.com/post/empowering-conversations-life-stories-and-reflections</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6728371dd0586acb78136bd7</guid><category><![CDATA[Tragedies]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 04 Nov 2024 02:53:17 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/123eac_cacb6156900240c5a75a531533dd9a9c~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>reflectionslifereb</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>