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	<title>Comments on: Courting Kimmy</title>
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		<title>By: Danese Cooper</title>
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		<dc:creator>Danese Cooper</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Mar 2006 21:17:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>For me I was worried about losing my Dad\&#039;s voice.  Speaking to him had been so comforting for me, and I was afraid I would forget the sound of him.  

Well, its been six years and I can still hear him :-)...although I\&#039;m not sure that what I touch now in my memory is really his voice or just a distillation of the feeling it gave me.  I\&#039;ve managed somehow to hold it in a form I can access, and so I can go forward.  

Like many of the good folks who have commented on this post, I\&#039;m also confident that you\&#039;ll find your process (of which this website is one component) and that you\&#039;ll be able to hold whatever you most need to remember.  None of us knows what you need except you, but we can help by holding a space for you.  We do that now by reading and commenting here and by learning from your experience how to live to minimize regret in our own lives.  This blog is both your process and a gift of opportunity to all of us.  Reading here has made me laugh and cry and has also shown me where I am now with respect to my own process of loss...which is something I\&#039;d not connected to recently (since its been \&quot;so long\&quot;).

So, my promise to you (and Kim too) is that as your friend I\&#039;ll always be willing to talk about/ hear about your process.  Even after you\&#039;ve stopped posting here and everyone expects you to have moved on, call me up.  Its small service in exchange for all the feelings I\&#039;ve connected with here.

Much love,
Danese</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For me I was worried about losing my Dad\&#8217;s voice.  Speaking to him had been so comforting for me, and I was afraid I would forget the sound of him.  </p>
<p>Well, its been six years and I can still hear him <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> &#8230;although I\&#8217;m not sure that what I touch now in my memory is really his voice or just a distillation of the feeling it gave me.  I\&#8217;ve managed somehow to hold it in a form I can access, and so I can go forward.  </p>
<p>Like many of the good folks who have commented on this post, I\&#8217;m also confident that you\&#8217;ll find your process (of which this website is one component) and that you\&#8217;ll be able to hold whatever you most need to remember.  None of us knows what you need except you, but we can help by holding a space for you.  We do that now by reading and commenting here and by learning from your experience how to live to minimize regret in our own lives.  This blog is both your process and a gift of opportunity to all of us.  Reading here has made me laugh and cry and has also shown me where I am now with respect to my own process of loss&#8230;which is something I\&#8217;d not connected to recently (since its been \&#8221;so long\&#8221;).</p>
<p>So, my promise to you (and Kim too) is that as your friend I\&#8217;ll always be willing to talk about/ hear about your process.  Even after you\&#8217;ve stopped posting here and everyone expects you to have moved on, call me up.  Its small service in exchange for all the feelings I\&#8217;ve connected with here.</p>
<p>Much love,<br />
Danese</p>
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		<title>By: pco</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Mar 2006 14:52:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love the fact that I am getting to know you and Kim more through your wonderful stories......

This is the most amazing thing I have ever experienced....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love the fact that I am getting to know you and Kim more through your wonderful stories&#8230;&#8230;</p>
<p>This is the most amazing thing I have ever experienced&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: Dan K.</title>
		<link>http://dearelena.wordpress.com/2006/03/05/courting-kimmy/#comment-374</link>
		<dc:creator>Dan K.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Mar 2006 06:26:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love this post.  The part about the eggrolls reminds me very much of Gee, as that is something she had done...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this post.  The part about the eggrolls reminds me very much of Gee, as that is something she had done&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: J</title>
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		<dc:creator>J</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Mar 2006 22:53:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This was the most adorable story ever. I love the way you write.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This was the most adorable story ever. I love the way you write.</p>
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		<title>By: Karen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Karen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Mar 2006 21:08:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Smooth...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Smooth&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Jayne Eiben</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jayne Eiben</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Mar 2006 15:35:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Dan and Kim, 

I ran into Kim last week after school on Maggie&#039;s first day back. Seeing Kim and Maggie at 3:25 restored a little balance for all of us who walk and drive our children to and from school. At one point a little friend of Elena&#039;s named Jack ran up to Kim and excitedly showed her that he had just lost his front tooth. (Of all things!) And Kim, without missing a beat, beamed and wrapped her arms around this little boy in delight. For as long as I live I will never forget the genuine love and generosity Kim shared with this little boy at that moment. It&#039;s no wonder why every time (without exception!)I saw Elena see her mom after school, she also beamed.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Dan and Kim, </p>
<p>I ran into Kim last week after school on Maggie&#8217;s first day back. Seeing Kim and Maggie at 3:25 restored a little balance for all of us who walk and drive our children to and from school. At one point a little friend of Elena&#8217;s named Jack ran up to Kim and excitedly showed her that he had just lost his front tooth. (Of all things!) And Kim, without missing a beat, beamed and wrapped her arms around this little boy in delight. For as long as I live I will never forget the genuine love and generosity Kim shared with this little boy at that moment. It&#8217;s no wonder why every time (without exception!)I saw Elena see her mom after school, she also beamed.</p>
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		<title>By: a</title>
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		<dc:creator>a</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Mar 2006 15:14:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>dan and kim - 

i&#039;m sure others who care about you have suggested that you look upon your marriage as a being that will need to be nurtured and nursed through this most painfull time.

the horrific wound that you have suffered will likely stress this most important bond in ways that you will not expect.  consider taking preemptive measures to protect and strengthen your treasured marriage.

wishing you peace, love, and healing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>dan and kim &#8211; </p>
<p>i&#8217;m sure others who care about you have suggested that you look upon your marriage as a being that will need to be nurtured and nursed through this most painfull time.</p>
<p>the horrific wound that you have suffered will likely stress this most important bond in ways that you will not expect.  consider taking preemptive measures to protect and strengthen your treasured marriage.</p>
<p>wishing you peace, love, and healing.</p>
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