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	<title>Comments on: Dealing with Death</title>
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	<description>From the abyss, life. From silence, music.</description>
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		<title>By: You would have loved her. &#171; Bimbo Club</title>
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		<dc:creator>You would have loved her. &#171; Bimbo Club</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2020 03:21:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] month in a fog of sadness without wanting to really do anything. It's true that bad news never has good timing. Some days are great and some I have to give myself a pep talk to breathe in the morning. I'm not [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] month in a fog of sadness without wanting to really do anything. It's true that bad news never has good timing. Some days are great and some I have to give myself a pep talk to breathe in the morning. I'm not [...]</p>
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		<title>By: whaack</title>
		<link>http://dorion-mode.com/2020/02/dealing-with-death/#comment-120</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Feb 2020 02:41:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The bridge community is small. It's likely Pam knew my grandmother, Sally B. Johnson, who was also a talented bridge player. And it's possible she knows my father, Ronald Haack. Unfortunately my dad also never taught me to play bridge.

I can relate to a few things in this article. 

I had a middle school acquaintance who seems similar to Pat, a funny and all around well liked kid, who also passed recently from falling off a roof after drinking. Oddly, his funeral was fun. Everyone was happy to connect with old friends and people were merry and sharing stories. Even the parents and relatives seemed to be taking it well.

And I also have never experienced a death of a close loved one. It is unsettling to know with certainty that a tragic day like none ever experienced before is coming.

I'm sorry for your losses. (Do not read that with any qntra sarcasm ! :) ) Here's to making the most of the time we have.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The bridge community is small. It's likely Pam knew my grandmother, Sally B. Johnson, who was also a talented bridge player. And it's possible she knows my father, Ronald Haack. Unfortunately my dad also never taught me to play bridge.</p>
<p>I can relate to a few things in this article. </p>
<p>I had a middle school acquaintance who seems similar to Pat, a funny and all around well liked kid, who also passed recently from falling off a roof after drinking. Oddly, his funeral was fun. Everyone was happy to connect with old friends and people were merry and sharing stories. Even the parents and relatives seemed to be taking it well.</p>
<p>And I also have never experienced a death of a close loved one. It is unsettling to know with certainty that a tragic day like none ever experienced before is coming.</p>
<p>I'm sorry for your losses. (Do not read that with any qntra sarcasm ! :) ) Here's to making the most of the time we have.</p>
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