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	<title>Comments on: 15 years</title>
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	<description>i ain&#039;t no writer</description>
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		<title>By: Jayme</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jayme</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 04:27:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I still remember that day(s). I know we haven&#039;t talked in years, but I am here if you even need to talk. 
I do remember your mom and she was a great woman, you always spoke so highly of her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I still remember that day(s). I know we haven&#8217;t talked in years, but I am here if you even need to talk.<br />
I do remember your mom and she was a great woman, you always spoke so highly of her.</p>
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		<title>By: Dave</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dave</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 05:19:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So sorry for your loss Randy. I never knew. My wife&#039;s mother battled breast cancer for nine years. She passed away about seven months after we were married and a few months before the birth of our first child.

Don&#039;t be too hard on yourself. You&#039;re making a positive contribution to this world. No parent could ever ask for more than that. You honor your mother everyday by the way you live.

I hope all is well.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So sorry for your loss Randy. I never knew. My wife&#8217;s mother battled breast cancer for nine years. She passed away about seven months after we were married and a few months before the birth of our first child.</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t be too hard on yourself. You&#8217;re making a positive contribution to this world. No parent could ever ask for more than that. You honor your mother everyday by the way you live.</p>
<p>I hope all is well.</p>
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		<title>By: Pam</title>
		<link>http://www.reames.org/2007/11/15-years/comment-page-1/#comment-549</link>
		<dc:creator>Pam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 04:05:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You&#039;re a parent so you know that no matter what, those last few mmoments are what mattered the most to her and you were there. That is what counts.

We all have situations we wish we could go back and do over, but life doesnt give us &quot;do overs&quot; so we do the best we can each day.

I think getting older is harder than being young because we are able to start coming full circle and realize what we could have done differently when we were younger and its too late to change things.  Does that make sense?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You&#8217;re a parent so you know that no matter what, those last few mmoments are what mattered the most to her and you were there. That is what counts.</p>
<p>We all have situations we wish we could go back and do over, but life doesnt give us &#8220;do overs&#8221; so we do the best we can each day.</p>
<p>I think getting older is harder than being young because we are able to start coming full circle and realize what we could have done differently when we were younger and its too late to change things.  Does that make sense?</p>
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		<title>By: Jennifer</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jennifer</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 15:12:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have never lost anyone to cancer, but your writing intrigued me. I think it&#039;s the reflection of our lives that intrests me. I never know what to say...I&#039;m not a writer either. As I was reading I was thinking about how guilty you must feel for not &quot;being there for her&quot; like you think you should have. You know, you were just a kid without all of the knowledge and understanding of what cancer really is and how it can change our lives. I&#039;m sad for your loss and proud of your reflection. Keep writing! Peace!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have never lost anyone to cancer, but your writing intrigued me. I think it&#8217;s the reflection of our lives that intrests me. I never know what to say&#8230;I&#8217;m not a writer either. As I was reading I was thinking about how guilty you must feel for not &#8220;being there for her&#8221; like you think you should have. You know, you were just a kid without all of the knowledge and understanding of what cancer really is and how it can change our lives. I&#8217;m sad for your loss and proud of your reflection. Keep writing! Peace!</p>
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		<title>By: Brent</title>
		<link>http://www.reames.org/2007/11/15-years/comment-page-1/#comment-547</link>
		<dc:creator>Brent</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 04:13:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Was searching for a professor with your name, but stumbled into here for a while.
My mom died 13 year ago (every bit as excruciating and painful as yours)and I was struck by your comments. Honestly I thought it was just me.
It&#039;s pretty much from Thanksgiving Day to Christmas day where it hurts. It hurts so much I am very fragile for that stretch. I can deal with her death just fine the other 350 or so days a year. I&#039;m a tough guy. But that long stretch is so brutal. I hate the holidays and always have since her death. I think that&#039;s because she lived for the holidays--it was where she shined brightest.
Maybe it all evens out, good luck.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Was searching for a professor with your name, but stumbled into here for a while.<br />
My mom died 13 year ago (every bit as excruciating and painful as yours)and I was struck by your comments. Honestly I thought it was just me.<br />
It&#8217;s pretty much from Thanksgiving Day to Christmas day where it hurts. It hurts so much I am very fragile for that stretch. I can deal with her death just fine the other 350 or so days a year. I&#8217;m a tough guy. But that long stretch is so brutal. I hate the holidays and always have since her death. I think that&#8217;s because she lived for the holidays&#8211;it was where she shined brightest.<br />
Maybe it all evens out, good luck.</p>
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