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	<description>Sisters &#124; Life &#124; Three Kids</description>
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		<title>By: Perhaps the best P.S. in history - Momalom</title>
		<link>http://momalom.com/2009/06/fathers-day-1999/comment-page-1/#comment-10626</link>
		<dc:creator>Perhaps the best P.S. in history - Momalom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2011 20:03:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] There&#8217;s nothing like cleaning out file cabinets to bring inspiration out of hiding. As I sit at my newly dusted, decluttered desk, surrounded by discovered/recovered emails from almost 15 years ago, I&#8217;m reliving a part of my past. There is overwhelming sadness that this folder stuffed full of dozens of printed emails is a record of a part of my life that also represents the last few years of my dad&#8217;s life. It is strange to go back and read the words of my three most intimate friends—my mom, my friend Cara and Sarah—with the knowledge now of how many days Dad had left. It&#8217;s as if I have reverse ESP, and it&#8217;s unsettling to read a funny and irreverent email from Sarah sent only days before we found ourselves holding hands in the funeral home. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] There&#8217;s nothing like cleaning out file cabinets to bring inspiration out of hiding. As I sit at my newly dusted, decluttered desk, surrounded by discovered/recovered emails from almost 15 years ago, I&#8217;m reliving a part of my past. There is overwhelming sadness that this folder stuffed full of dozens of printed emails is a record of a part of my life that also represents the last few years of my dad&#8217;s life. It is strange to go back and read the words of my three most intimate friends—my mom, my friend Cara and Sarah—with the knowledge now of how many days Dad had left. It&#8217;s as if I have reverse ESP, and it&#8217;s unsettling to read a funny and irreverent email from Sarah sent only days before we found ourselves holding hands in the funeral home. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Happy Birthday, GG! - Momalom</title>
		<link>http://momalom.com/2009/06/fathers-day-1999/comment-page-1/#comment-10108</link>
		<dc:creator>Happy Birthday, GG! - Momalom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2011 14:21:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] She became the world&#8217;s greatest teacher, she sang silly songs in the car, she weathered the waves of her children&#8211;rising with them and falling with them. And then, unexpectedly, she weathered the death of her husband. [...]

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] She became the world&#8217;s greatest teacher, she sang silly songs in the car, she weathered the waves of her children&#8211;rising with them and falling with them. And then, unexpectedly, she weathered the death of her husband. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Susie @newdaynewlesson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Susie @newdaynewlesson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jun 2010 11:42:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Big hugs. This made me cry. In a good way and in a bad way. In a sad way because of your pain and loss and in a good way because of the love and relationship you shared with your father and the wonderful memories you have.

I hope time helps you heal.

I don&#039;t know whether this book would interest you but I know it helped me a lot to deal with death in general. I also know a lot of people who have suffered losses who were comforted by it, so just in case:

The book is called The Evolution Angel By Dr. Todd Michael  
http://www.amazon.com/Evolution-Angel-Emergency-Physicians-Lessons/dp/1585426717/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1276429322&amp;sr=8-2
.-= Susie @newdaynewlesson´s last blog ..&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.newdaynewlesson.com/?p=3101&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Laundry Like Life Is Full Of Surprises: Some Better Than Others&lt;/a&gt; =-.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Big hugs. This made me cry. In a good way and in a bad way. In a sad way because of your pain and loss and in a good way because of the love and relationship you shared with your father and the wonderful memories you have.</p>
<p>I hope time helps you heal.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t know whether this book would interest you but I know it helped me a lot to deal with death in general. I also know a lot of people who have suffered losses who were comforted by it, so just in case:</p>
<p>The book is called The Evolution Angel By Dr. Todd Michael<br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Evolution-Angel-Emergency-Physicians-Lessons/dp/1585426717/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&#038;s=books&#038;qid=1276429322&#038;sr=8-2" rel="nofollow" onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.amazon.com/Evolution-Angel-Emergency-Physicians-Lessons/dp/1585426717/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8_038_s=books_038_qid=1276429322_038_sr=8-2&amp;referer=');">http://www.amazon.com/Evolution-Angel-Emergency-Physicians-Lessons/dp/1585426717/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&#038;s=books&#038;qid=1276429322&#038;sr=8-2</a><br />
.-= Susie @newdaynewlesson´s last blog ..<a href="http://www.newdaynewlesson.com/?p=3101" rel="nofollow" onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.newdaynewlesson.com/?p=3101&amp;referer=');">Laundry Like Life Is Full Of Surprises: Some Better Than Others</a> =-.</p>
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		<title>By: Glimpse. Pause. Reflect. — Momalom</title>
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		<dc:creator>Glimpse. Pause. Reflect. — Momalom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jun 2010 09:02:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] there I am. Here I am. Smiling. Celebrating my 27th birthday that long weekend. And mourning the sudden death of my father only weeks [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] there I am. Here I am. Smiling. Celebrating my 27th birthday that long weekend. And mourning the sudden death of my father only weeks [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Happy, Happy, Happy Birthday, GG! — Momalom</title>
		<link>http://momalom.com/2009/06/fathers-day-1999/comment-page-1/#comment-4300</link>
		<dc:creator>Happy, Happy, Happy Birthday, GG! — Momalom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Apr 2010 13:39:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] She became the world&#8217;s greatest teacher, she sang silly songs in the car, she weathered the waves of her children&#8211;rising with them and falling with them. And then, unexpectedly, she weathered the death of her husband. [...]</description>
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		<title>By: The Threads of Sisterhood — Momalom</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Threads of Sisterhood — Momalom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 15:11:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] box of photographs and memorabilia sent over by my uncle, our father&#8217;s only brother. Our dad died 10 years ago and Tom recently sent us a glorious box of memories. After passing many pictures [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] box of photographs and memorabilia sent over by my uncle, our father&#8217;s only brother. Our dad died 10 years ago and Tom recently sent us a glorious box of memories. After passing many pictures [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Liz</title>
		<link>http://momalom.com/2009/06/fathers-day-1999/comment-page-1/#comment-289</link>
		<dc:creator>Liz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 02:06:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am so hard on my dad. Thank you for sharing this. It was important.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am so hard on my dad. Thank you for sharing this. It was important.</p>
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		<title>By: faemom</title>
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		<dc:creator>faemom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 05:17:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>*hugs* Wonderful post.</description>
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		<title>By: Karly</title>
		<link>http://momalom.com/2009/06/fathers-day-1999/comment-page-1/#comment-277</link>
		<dc:creator>Karly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 01:06:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is my first visit to your blog, but now I&#039;m sobbing. This was beautiful. Your dad sounds like an amazing man.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is my first visit to your blog, but now I&#8217;m sobbing. This was beautiful. Your dad sounds like an amazing man.</p>
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		<title>By: D</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 12:07:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What an amazing post and truly wonderful, heart wrenching and raw tribute to your Dad.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What an amazing post and truly wonderful, heart wrenching and raw tribute to your Dad.</p>
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