<?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[Eighteen Collective]]></title><description><![CDATA[Support and Healing for Grieving Families]]></description><link>https://www.eighteencollective.org/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2026 16:11:05 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.eighteencollective.org/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[My First Zeke Wink]]></title><description><![CDATA[You know when you buy a red car and suddenly red cars are everywhere? Out of nowhere, or perhaps not by accident, the number 18 became my tiniest glimpse of hope in a season when hope felt invisible. I wasn't the first person to recognize the significance of the number 18, but I never imagined how deeply it would come to mean something to me. On the evening of December 17, completely out of the blue, my water broke. Maybe "broke" is too gentle a word. Immediately, I knew. Zeke's life was...]]></description><link>https://www.eighteencollective.org/post/seeking-hope</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a4c602cf7b480551f16ffb2</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2026 02:10:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/820f1c_4f5ce656dd924e37b7a798f8519335b0~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_582,h_823,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>bmahkovtz</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>