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	<description>Dishing It Out And Not Taking It</description>
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		<title>By: The Dying Season &#124; Blog Nosh Magazine</title>
		<link>http://www.mychickencheese.com/2008/08/26/the-dying-season/comment-page-1/#comment-36340</link>
		<dc:creator>The Dying Season &#124; Blog Nosh Magazine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 09:04:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] arrives in my reader. She has so many amazing posts in her archives that I had a hard time picking just one to share with you. Her words of heartache, and joy, homesickness, and fear are well worth clicking [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] arrives in my reader. She has so many amazing posts in her archives that I had a hard time picking just one to share with you. Her words of heartache, and joy, homesickness, and fear are well worth clicking [...]</p>
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		<title>By: D's Mommy</title>
		<link>http://www.mychickencheese.com/2008/08/26/the-dying-season/comment-page-1/#comment-18229</link>
		<dc:creator>D's Mommy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 03:56:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My heart goes out to you during these moments.  I know they can come as easily as breathing and go as quickly as a pregnant woman&#039;s mind after having a kid.  My father passed away 7yrs ago November 6th.  He was 53 and there are so many times now that I&#039;m a mommy of a son and daughter on the way and I still cry, still have talks in my mind with him, still have his e-mail address in my hotmail account, and still....well, there are a lot of stills but the fact is your daughter is so right: he&#039;s not dead.  I think of it like this: physically my dad isn&#039;t here with me but in my heart, mind, and soul he&#039;s very much alive.  As long as he&#039;s there for you then your dad is alive too and will always be.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My heart goes out to you during these moments.  I know they can come as easily as breathing and go as quickly as a pregnant woman&#8217;s mind after having a kid.  My father passed away 7yrs ago November 6th.  He was 53 and there are so many times now that I&#8217;m a mommy of a son and daughter on the way and I still cry, still have talks in my mind with him, still have his e-mail address in my hotmail account, and still&#8230;.well, there are a lot of stills but the fact is your daughter is so right: he&#8217;s not dead.  I think of it like this: physically my dad isn&#8217;t here with me but in my heart, mind, and soul he&#8217;s very much alive.  As long as he&#8217;s there for you then your dad is alive too and will always be.</p>
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		<title>By: Rachael</title>
		<link>http://www.mychickencheese.com/2008/08/26/the-dying-season/comment-page-1/#comment-18223</link>
		<dc:creator>Rachael</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 23:38:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a beautiful post.</description>
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		<title>By: Jerri Ann</title>
		<link>http://www.mychickencheese.com/2008/08/26/the-dying-season/comment-page-1/#comment-18219</link>
		<dc:creator>Jerri Ann</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 20:56:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t like for people to tell me &quot;I know how you feel&quot; when they see and/or talk to their own parents daily...both of them.  But, I don&#039;t have that luxury.  It was 20 years ago last Friday that my father died.  I can tell you that the pain does get easier although I didn&#039;t believe it when people were telling me that.  But, I think your relationship with your father, the difficulties with grieving and the way you put it in writing is one of the reasons I enjoy your reading so much.

Here&#039;s my post from last Friday about my dad if you are interested and think you can stand to read it.  As I said, it does get easier and as I go back and read my posts from years pasts on August 22nd, I can see how I am more and more able to see how my writing changes from a terrible grieving writing to one who can enjoy the memories of her father.  

Here&#039;s the link to last Friday if you want http://www.momecentric.com/?p=441 
2007 version believe it or not, there is not one, we were over our heads with the daycare and I didn&#039;t post much at all during that time and I didn&#039;t post about my dad at all.  I remembered, oh yes, but when I say it does get easier, think about it, 19 years later and that was the first time I had actually not stopped my life on August 22nd to write a post about my father.  Not out of disrespect but because it does get easier.
2006 version http://acracknlife.squarespace.com/journal/2006/8/22/18-years-ago-today.html</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t like for people to tell me &#8220;I know how you feel&#8221; when they see and/or talk to their own parents daily&#8230;both of them.  But, I don&#8217;t have that luxury.  It was 20 years ago last Friday that my father died.  I can tell you that the pain does get easier although I didn&#8217;t believe it when people were telling me that.  But, I think your relationship with your father, the difficulties with grieving and the way you put it in writing is one of the reasons I enjoy your reading so much.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s my post from last Friday about my dad if you are interested and think you can stand to read it.  As I said, it does get easier and as I go back and read my posts from years pasts on August 22nd, I can see how I am more and more able to see how my writing changes from a terrible grieving writing to one who can enjoy the memories of her father.  </p>
<p>Here&#8217;s the link to last Friday if you want <a href="http://www.momecentric.com/?p=441" rel="nofollow">http://www.momecentric.com/?p=441</a><br />
2007 version believe it or not, there is not one, we were over our heads with the daycare and I didn&#8217;t post much at all during that time and I didn&#8217;t post about my dad at all.  I remembered, oh yes, but when I say it does get easier, think about it, 19 years later and that was the first time I had actually not stopped my life on August 22nd to write a post about my father.  Not out of disrespect but because it does get easier.<br />
2006 version <a href="http://acracknlife.squarespace.com/journal/2006/8/22/18-years-ago-today.html" rel="nofollow">http://acracknlife.squarespace.com/journal/2006/8/22/18-years-ago-today.html</a></p>
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		<title>By: Sus</title>
		<link>http://www.mychickencheese.com/2008/08/26/the-dying-season/comment-page-1/#comment-18182</link>
		<dc:creator>Sus</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 19:02:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Aw.  My kids have been to 3 funerals in the past 18 months - more funerals than weddings so far in their little lives.  Each time, I get better at explaining - which is to say, I say something that makes ME feel better.  Last week, at my husband&#039;s great aunt&#039;s funeral, it was this:  that&#039;s just Aunt Nora&#039;s body, Frannie.  Sometimes when bodies get old or broken, they stop working.  But their souls never stop working.  Their souls leave their bodies and keep on going, all around us, watching over us, very close by, even though we can&#039;t see them.  Souls never die.  Kinda like your dad&#039;s.

PS. I know you&#039;re busy but I left you something today (a prize!) at my place if you have time to stop by.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aw.  My kids have been to 3 funerals in the past 18 months &#8211; more funerals than weddings so far in their little lives.  Each time, I get better at explaining &#8211; which is to say, I say something that makes ME feel better.  Last week, at my husband&#8217;s great aunt&#8217;s funeral, it was this:  that&#8217;s just Aunt Nora&#8217;s body, Frannie.  Sometimes when bodies get old or broken, they stop working.  But their souls never stop working.  Their souls leave their bodies and keep on going, all around us, watching over us, very close by, even though we can&#8217;t see them.  Souls never die.  Kinda like your dad&#8217;s.</p>
<p>PS. I know you&#8217;re busy but I left you something today (a prize!) at my place if you have time to stop by.</p>
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		<title>By: amy@milkbreathandmargariats</title>
		<link>http://www.mychickencheese.com/2008/08/26/the-dying-season/comment-page-1/#comment-18176</link>
		<dc:creator>amy@milkbreathandmargariats</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 16:54:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m so very sorry.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m so very sorry.</p>
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		<title>By: Meg</title>
		<link>http://www.mychickencheese.com/2008/08/26/the-dying-season/comment-page-1/#comment-18152</link>
		<dc:creator>Meg</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 01:15:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>*blub*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>*blub*</p>
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		<title>By: J from Ireland</title>
		<link>http://www.mychickencheese.com/2008/08/26/the-dying-season/comment-page-1/#comment-18146</link>
		<dc:creator>J from Ireland</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 21:10:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My heart breaks for you. So sorry for your loss.</description>
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		<title>By: FishyGirl</title>
		<link>http://www.mychickencheese.com/2008/08/26/the-dying-season/comment-page-1/#comment-18143</link>
		<dc:creator>FishyGirl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 18:57:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am also new to your blog. For me it&#039;s August, too, though it&#039;s been 23 years now. My kids never knew my mother and yet, we&#039;ve had to have those conversations already. They knew my grandparents and I lost both of them in the last 2 years. The pain will never go away, but I can tell you that it does diminish with time. This year, 23 years after her death, was the first year, really the first, that I could reflect and remember her and feel at peace. It has taken that long. 

I am so sorry for your loss.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am also new to your blog. For me it&#8217;s August, too, though it&#8217;s been 23 years now. My kids never knew my mother and yet, we&#8217;ve had to have those conversations already. They knew my grandparents and I lost both of them in the last 2 years. The pain will never go away, but I can tell you that it does diminish with time. This year, 23 years after her death, was the first year, really the first, that I could reflect and remember her and feel at peace. It has taken that long. </p>
<p>I am so sorry for your loss.</p>
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		<title>By: Emily R</title>
		<link>http://www.mychickencheese.com/2008/08/26/the-dying-season/comment-page-1/#comment-18129</link>
		<dc:creator>Emily R</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 03:24:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I know how hard that conversation can be, and I am so sorry for your loss, even these four years later.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know how hard that conversation can be, and I am so sorry for your loss, even these four years later.</p>
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