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	<description>A "good enough" mom muses about alpha moms, adoption, computers, the State Of The World, Internet quirkiness, and the Kosmik All</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2012 12:32:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: David Kirk</title>
		<link>http://omegamom.com/2010/05/30/a-box/#comment-137883</link>
		<dc:creator>David Kirk</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jun 2010 03:28:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My thoughts and prayers are with you ...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My thoughts and prayers are with you &#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Sandy Banks</title>
		<link>http://omegamom.com/2010/05/30/a-box/#comment-137874</link>
		<dc:creator>Sandy Banks</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2010 22:44:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>After my mother died, every Sunday evening was horrible because that was when I would call her and we would talk about everything! I finally was able to make it to one of John Edward's Crossing Over seminars/gatherings... and had an amazing experience about being able to still communicate with Those Who Have Left Us... I miss both my parents and now share with my children things about them so they have some history... and I do still 'talk' to them in my own way. The pain of grieving will lessen some, but I don't know if it ever goes away. I still cry at certain songs that totally remind me of one or the other of them; so does it help to hear all this? I hope so. I wasn't so blessed to have a blog family who knew either one...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After my mother died, every Sunday evening was horrible because that was when I would call her and we would talk about everything! I finally was able to make it to one of John Edward&#8217;s Crossing Over seminars/gatherings&#8230; and had an amazing experience about being able to still communicate with Those Who Have Left Us&#8230; I miss both my parents and now share with my children things about them so they have some history&#8230; and I do still &#8216;talk&#8217; to them in my own way. The pain of grieving will lessen some, but I don&#8217;t know if it ever goes away. I still cry at certain songs that totally remind me of one or the other of them; so does it help to hear all this? I hope so. I wasn&#8217;t so blessed to have a blog family who knew either one&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Kathy</title>
		<link>http://omegamom.com/2010/05/30/a-box/#comment-137758</link>
		<dc:creator>Kathy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 20:34:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Praying for you all!  I will miss her.  I haven't been online much for the last week, or I would have posted sooner.  Take care - thanks for sharing with us!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Praying for you all!  I will miss her.  I haven&#8217;t been online much for the last week, or I would have posted sooner.  Take care - thanks for sharing with us!</p>
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		<title>By: preTzel</title>
		<link>http://omegamom.com/2010/05/30/a-box/#comment-137744</link>
		<dc:creator>preTzel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 14:34:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I loved reading this post. It is beautifully written and I feel I know GrannyJ even more just from reading this. Please know that you all continue to be in my thoughts Kate.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I loved reading this post. It is beautifully written and I feel I know GrannyJ even more just from reading this. Please know that you all continue to be in my thoughts Kate.</p>
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		<title>By: Anne</title>
		<link>http://omegamom.com/2010/05/30/a-box/#comment-137741</link>
		<dc:creator>Anne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 13:12:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have also been out of the computer blog loop for the past couple of weeks. My heart is profoundly sorrowful for your heart.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have also been out of the computer blog loop for the past couple of weeks. My heart is profoundly sorrowful for your heart.</p>
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		<title>By: Miss Cellania</title>
		<link>http://omegamom.com/2010/05/30/a-box/#comment-137724</link>
		<dc:creator>Miss Cellania</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 02:21:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I've been out of the loop and just found out. I am so sorry.

((((hugs))))</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve been out of the loop and just found out. I am so sorry.</p>
<p>((((hugs))))</p>
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		<title>By: Georgene</title>
		<link>http://omegamom.com/2010/05/30/a-box/#comment-137682</link>
		<dc:creator>Georgene</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jun 2010 22:46:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It's hard to believe we started having breakfast with your Mom and Dad over sixteen years ago. Today we still met with those who remain, but it will never be the same. There are certain phrases and little things that were so "Julie" that are missing. Her collection of funky socks. Her amazing (and sometimes startling) T shirts. And the barrettes -- one of her few concessions to "girly-ness."

How she would say "Oooooo" but it sounded more like "Eyeeeeeeeew" when I brought her something she found particularly interesting or fetching. She was my residential botanical consultant. She was my mentor. She was my friend.

Such fond memories: Our excursions to scout out whatever wildflowers the winter's dose of rain had given us. How she would say "now listen here" and I knew I was about to get heartily (and I do mean, heartily) disagreed with. How when she found blogging after your Dad passed she found her solitary voice, yet how he was always there. As were you. And your daughter. And the rest of the family. And ALL OF PRESCOTT. This Prescott only she could see but showed us so easily so we could see it too. I miss her eyes...her seeing. I think of her now happily searching once more for petroglyphs with her wild-eyed tousled-haired young man. That "temporary container" is no more. Nothing could contain her. She will always be part of the beloved place she helped us see so much better than we ever could alone. Hugs to you and yours from us and ours. We share your sadness but even more we share the joy of having in our lives forever through memory a precious unique soul.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s hard to believe we started having breakfast with your Mom and Dad over sixteen years ago. Today we still met with those who remain, but it will never be the same. There are certain phrases and little things that were so &#8220;Julie&#8221; that are missing. Her collection of funky socks. Her amazing (and sometimes startling) T shirts. And the barrettes &#8212; one of her few concessions to &#8220;girly-ness.&#8221;</p>
<p>How she would say &#8220;Oooooo&#8221; but it sounded more like &#8220;Eyeeeeeeeew&#8221; when I brought her something she found particularly interesting or fetching. She was my residential botanical consultant. She was my mentor. She was my friend.</p>
<p>Such fond memories: Our excursions to scout out whatever wildflowers the winter&#8217;s dose of rain had given us. How she would say &#8220;now listen here&#8221; and I knew I was about to get heartily (and I do mean, heartily) disagreed with. How when she found blogging after your Dad passed she found her solitary voice, yet how he was always there. As were you. And your daughter. And the rest of the family. And ALL OF PRESCOTT. This Prescott only she could see but showed us so easily so we could see it too. I miss her eyes&#8230;her seeing. I think of her now happily searching once more for petroglyphs with her wild-eyed tousled-haired young man. That &#8220;temporary container&#8221; is no more. Nothing could contain her. She will always be part of the beloved place she helped us see so much better than we ever could alone. Hugs to you and yours from us and ours. We share your sadness but even more we share the joy of having in our lives forever through memory a precious unique soul.</p>
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		<title>By: Sandybee</title>
		<link>http://omegamom.com/2010/05/30/a-box/#comment-137615</link>
		<dc:creator>Sandybee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 04:03:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am so deeply sorry for your loss.  In reading your blog, it's obvious your mother taught you well.  It's why you're a good Omega Mom to your dotter. That's a great legacy for your mother to leave.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am so deeply sorry for your loss.  In reading your blog, it&#8217;s obvious your mother taught you well.  It&#8217;s why you&#8217;re a good Omega Mom to your dotter. That&#8217;s a great legacy for your mother to leave.</p>
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		<title>By: Spacemom</title>
		<link>http://omegamom.com/2010/05/30/a-box/#comment-137601</link>
		<dc:creator>Spacemom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 19:17:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>K-
Can I share one of my best friend's favorite quotes? While "Bite Me" is her absolute favorite, when her husband died 10 years ago, she got frustrated with his family talking about him. She finally exclaimed to me "He's DEAD not DEAF!"

She still talks to him and I think you can still talk to her!
(You may find she answers in ways you never expect)
HUG</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>K-<br />
Can I share one of my best friend&#8217;s favorite quotes? While &#8220;Bite Me&#8221; is her absolute favorite, when her husband died 10 years ago, she got frustrated with his family talking about him. She finally exclaimed to me &#8220;He&#8217;s DEAD not DEAF!&#8221;</p>
<p>She still talks to him and I think you can still talk to her!<br />
(You may find she answers in ways you never expect)<br />
HUG</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://omegamom.com/2010/05/30/a-box/#comment-137571</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 06:42:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>After my dad died years ago, I called his home number for weeks because the voice mail message hadn't been disconnected yet.

I'd call to listen to his "... I'm not home, please leave a message at the tone..." just so I could hear his voice.

When the vmail was turned off, I lost him again.

We're here for you, Kate, your mom's blogger friends. 

We support you as you grieve. We're here for you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After my dad died years ago, I called his home number for weeks because the voice mail message hadn&#8217;t been disconnected yet.</p>
<p>I&#8217;d call to listen to his &#8220;&#8230; I&#8217;m not home, please leave a message at the tone&#8230;&#8221; just so I could hear his voice.</p>
<p>When the vmail was turned off, I lost him again.</p>
<p>We&#8217;re here for you, Kate, your mom&#8217;s blogger friends. </p>
<p>We support you as you grieve. We&#8217;re here for you.</p>
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