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		<title>The Secret of Life</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My cell phone’s ringtone is a song by James Taylor, “Secret O’ Life” and when it rang this morning it reminded me of the meaning of its lyrics.  They tell us that the secret of life is enjoying the passage &#8230; <a href="http://griefinterlude.com/the-secret-of-life/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Pressing &#8220;PAUSE&#8221;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[  As I was shopping yesterday, the store was filled by the loud cries of an unhappy toddler; I couldn’t see why she was so distressed, but her sobs were filled with passion and unyielding. She was inconsolable it seemed.  &#8230; <a href="http://griefinterlude.com/pressing-pause/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Pulling the thread&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Have you ever had a loose thread appear at the hem of your skirt, and once pulled, it unravels the whole hem?  That’s what can sometimes happen when an image triggers a memory and suddenly, you’re caught in a groundswell &#8230; <a href="http://griefinterlude.com/pulling-the-thread/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Above the Roar</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As I walked from the parking area to an office building earlier today, the tree-lined sidewalk was buzzing with cicadas.  Actually, the buzz was so loud a few people who were sitting at an outdoor table could barely speak above &#8230; <a href="http://griefinterlude.com/above-the-roar/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Out of the dark…Renewed</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As Mother Nature sheds her winter’s coat, she dons a spring wardrobe of cherry blossoms &#38; green grass…renewed.  We, too, can emerge from a winter of grief, renewed and ready for new hope &#38; beginnings that are offered by spring.  &#8230; <a href="http://griefinterlude.com/out-of-the-dark%e2%80%a6renewed/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Letting Go of the Rice</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I recently read an entry from Mark Nepo’s “The Book of Awakening” where he shared a story from ancient China of a method used to trap monkeys.  A hole the size of a monkey’s hand was cut into coconuts, filled &#8230; <a href="http://griefinterlude.com/letting-go-of-the-rice/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Resolute in New Beginnings</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Each New Year, we are encouraged to make resolutions in order to start fresh, when we actually have this same opportunity to embrace new beginnings each day.  When we are grieving, we have choices—although sometimes it doesn’t feel that way.  &#8230; <a href="http://griefinterlude.com/resolute-in-new-beginnings/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Grieving a Loss&#8230;Celebrating a Life</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Last Friday night, I sat with my grandson and family at a candlelight memorial service where he was remembering both his Grandfather and his Father.  It was a gathering of about 50-75 people that was hosted by a local children’s &#8230; <a href="http://griefinterlude.com/grieving-a-losscelebrating-a-life/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Compassionate Caregiving</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was recently invited to share some of the details of my personal story as a caregiver in honor of National Family Caregivers Month.  We were asked to speak about what we’ve learned because of our caregiving experience; why we’re &#8230; <a href="http://griefinterlude.com/compassionate-caregiving/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Shedding Our Leaves</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As I walked in my neighborhood this lovely, autumn afternoon, I was struck by the abundance of leaves covering the lawns, with millions more left to detach and fall at a later time.  It reminded me of the tears we &#8230; <a href="http://griefinterlude.com/shedding-our-leaves/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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