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		<title>Reflecting on the past</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Nov 2024 05:23:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve been doing a lot of thinking over the last few weeks. When C passed away, G and D got back in touch with me. We&#8217;ve been chatting a bit and some things have come to light. What I thought I knew to be the truth may not be what actually was. In my post Where have all the good friends gone? I had written about what had happened with my two best friends ever, C and G, and why I haven&#8217;t spoken to either of them in years. I...</p>
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		<title>Another year, another loss</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Oct 2024 23:36:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Guess who? Yeah, it&#8217;s me. Which means something probably went wrong. And it did. A guy who I was friends with for most of my life passed away yesterday. And even though we haven&#8217;t spoken in years, and for good reason, this is still affecting me more than I thought it would. Before I get into it, it does feel a bit weird writing this about someone who betrayed me, and whom I was not speaking to. But as I said before, getting my thoughts into words is therapeutic for...</p>
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		<title>All too familiar</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2022 23:16:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Hi Dad. I&#8217;m sure you know, but since this is an exercise in how I grieve, I&#8217;ll say it anyways. E, the wonderful step-mother that you made a part of my life, has left to join you. I got home from my most recent trip to the Sunshine State where I said goodbye to her. And how I feel, the heartache, is all to familiar. So, I will admit that I feel a little guilty writing this. Here I am posting about how this makes me feel, full well knowing...</p>
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		<title>I&#8217;m not that old, am I?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2019 05:33:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I find myself at a loss for words as I sit here trying to get my feelings out of my head and into words. I can&#8217;t help but wonder if I&#8217;ve hit a pivotal age. I don&#8217;t feel that old, age-wise, but something sure feels different. It&#8217;s really been a rough few years. I guess it&#8217;s only logical that as time goes on, you will start losing people who are important to you. I guess I expected that time to be a little further off. I&#8217;ve never been one to...</p>
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		<title>Where have all the good friends gone?</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2019 21:45:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Hi Dad and G.  I was sitting here the other day listening to music, and decided to listen to the album New Jersey by Bon Jovi.  It&#8217;s actually a pretty good album, with nearly every single tune being really good.  Then I got to the song blood on blood, and it really made me stop and think. So &#8220;Blood on Blood&#8221; is a song that talks about Jon Bon Jovi&#8217;s two childhood friends (fictional or not, I&#8217;m not sure).  But in the song, it talks about them as kids, cutting...</p>
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		<title>The Fear is real</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2019 04:48:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Hi Dad.  Seems I always write you when something is wrong, doesn&#8217;t it?  My latest dilemma is something I&#8217;ve known about for quite some time, but despite that,  it has snuck up on me anyways.  I am probably the scardest I have ever been in my life, and I just don&#8217;t know what to do with myself. So, first, nothing is &#8220;wrong&#8221;.  Not in the urgent sense of the matter.  But my ability to deal with it is probably the biggest issue.  So, what&#8217;s the big deal, you ask?  It&#8217;s...</p>
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		<title>Happy Birthday</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jul 2018 03:27:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Hi Dad, Yeah, I know your birthday was a few days ago.  I just got back from a trip to FL to be with everyone for the first of your birthdays without you.  We spent a lot of time in the car, but the trip was well worth it and we spent tons of quality time with the family.  I kind of wish it didn&#8217;t have to end. So last Thursday I loaded all of the kids (except the oldest) into the car and we headed down to FL.  There...</p>
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		<title>You Have Company</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2018 15:49:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Hi Dad.&#160; You&#8217;ve got company coming your way.&#160; I hope you&#8217;ll like him.&#160; He was probably the most influential father figure I had as I was growing up.&#160; Out of the different men who came and went as I grew, none of them made such a profound impact in my life as he did.&#160; I can honestly say that he really helped shape the man I am today.&#160; And now, so shortly after I lost you, he is gone as well. My earliest clear memory of G (again, withholding actual...</p>
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		<title>Sad partings</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Aug 2017 02:50:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>It was exactly a week ago today that I saw you for the last time.  It was a small affair, with only close friends and family.  I&#8217;ll be honest when I say that I literally didn&#8217;t know how well I was going to fare.  I think I did good enough. The kids (well, most of them) and I drove down to spend time with family, and to see you one more time.  I can tell you it was one of the longest drives of my life.  The many emotions I...</p>
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		<title>It&#8217;s too late</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2017 20:36:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Well, it&#8217;s official.  It&#8217;s too late.  I&#8217;m never going to find out all the things I wanted to know about you, or to tell you everything about who I am.  I guess I figured there would still be time.  Well, there isn&#8217;t.  That boat has sailed. When I got the call last night, I knew what it was going to be before I even answered it. &#160;I almost didn&#8217;t answer the phone, as if avoiding the call would make it go away. &#160;But I did. &#160;And it wasn&#8217;t whom I...</p>
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