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	<title>Comments on: Couldn&#8217;t let it go by without a mention</title>
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		<title>By: Lisa</title>
		<link>http://atypicalife.net/blog/2006/07/30/couldnt-let-it-go-by-without-a-mention/comment-page-1/#comment-4796</link>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 13:05:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Having just gone through this over the past week, it&#039;s all fresh in my mind. It&#039;s never easy, no matter when it happens, my grandfather was 92! I hope my email about it didn&#039;t trigger the sad reaction for you:(</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Having just gone through this over the past week, it&#8217;s all fresh in my mind. It&#8217;s never easy, no matter when it happens, my grandfather was 92! I hope my email about it didn&#8217;t trigger the sad reaction for you:(</p>
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		<title>By: Aunt Glenda</title>
		<link>http://atypicalife.net/blog/2006/07/30/couldnt-let-it-go-by-without-a-mention/comment-page-1/#comment-4788</link>
		<dc:creator>Aunt Glenda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Aug 2006 14:17:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes, Sunday was tough. I went to church and they were having a Music Service and they sang old familiar hymns, all her favourites, and I could not sing them.
But it doesn&#039;t wait to hit me on the Anniversary. It creeps up on me in places unexpected like the frozen food aisle at Sobeys when I realized I could not get green beans the way she used to cut them. (I have since remedied that problem by buying a gadget from Paderno!)
And when I see her in your children, especially Emma.
love,
Aunt Glenda</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes, Sunday was tough. I went to church and they were having a Music Service and they sang old familiar hymns, all her favourites, and I could not sing them.<br />
But it doesn&#8217;t wait to hit me on the Anniversary. It creeps up on me in places unexpected like the frozen food aisle at Sobeys when I realized I could not get green beans the way she used to cut them. (I have since remedied that problem by buying a gadget from Paderno!)<br />
And when I see her in your children, especially Emma.<br />
love,<br />
Aunt Glenda</p>
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		<title>By: Atypical Homeschool.net &#187; A Grief Observed - Second Edition</title>
		<link>http://atypicalife.net/blog/2006/07/30/couldnt-let-it-go-by-without-a-mention/comment-page-1/#comment-4786</link>
		<dc:creator>Atypical Homeschool.net &#187; A Grief Observed - Second Edition</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Aug 2006 02:49:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Sunday, Andrea posted that it was the fifth anniversary of her grandmother&#8217;s death.  I was raised in a society where emotional expression was frowned upon. We mustn&#8217;t let anyone in on the extent of our emotions (in this case-grief). Of all things, emotion needs an avenue of expression. In turn, it becomes necessary, to stay the course, that emotion itself becomes the undesireable thing. So, what I wanted to talk about was the belief that grief is bad. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Sunday, Andrea posted that it was the fifth anniversary of her grandmother&#8217;s death.  I was raised in a society where emotional expression was frowned upon. We mustn&#8217;t let anyone in on the extent of our emotions (in this case-grief). Of all things, emotion needs an avenue of expression. In turn, it becomes necessary, to stay the course, that emotion itself becomes the undesireable thing. So, what I wanted to talk about was the belief that grief is bad. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Aunt Wanda</title>
		<link>http://atypicalife.net/blog/2006/07/30/couldnt-let-it-go-by-without-a-mention/comment-page-1/#comment-4779</link>
		<dc:creator>Aunt Wanda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Jul 2006 12:01:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>She was a great lady.</description>
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		<title>By: Karen E.</title>
		<link>http://atypicalife.net/blog/2006/07/30/couldnt-let-it-go-by-without-a-mention/comment-page-1/#comment-4778</link>
		<dc:creator>Karen E.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Jul 2006 03:49:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m so sorry. I lost both of my grandmothers about five years ago, too, and still miss them very much.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m so sorry. I lost both of my grandmothers about five years ago, too, and still miss them very much.</p>
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