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		<title>In Memory</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jul 2010 19:26:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Suzanne Fyhrie Parrott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In my last post, I told you about our dog, Ginger. After her diagnosis on March 1, the prognosis was 4 to 6 weeks. Unfortunately, her illness was more savage. We put her to rest on March 15. The doctors informed me I would know when it was time to bring her in, and they [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Where&#8217;s Me Sandwiches, Donnie?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jun 2010 03:26:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Suzanne Fyhrie Parrott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My routine is so, well, routine. I get up, make coffee, watch the news, pet the cat and go to work. Later I come home, make dinner and then my husband&#8217;s lunch for the next day. It is so routine I could do it with my eyes closed. Apparently, I did. Last week I was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>When Loved Ones get Cancer</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I started a memory book for my dog, Ginger. She is the best dog I have every had the pleasure to raise. Never sick a day in her life. So, we were surprised, on Feb 19 to find out her blood looked &#8220;strange&#8221;. Within 2 weeks, and several tests, she developed stage 5 lymphoma with [...]]]></description>
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		<title>What to do When Your Heart is Crushed</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 05:21:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Suzanne Fyhrie Parrott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In less than two weeks I have heard the horrible sounds of &#8220;get out!&#8221; crushing my spirit. The first was a mistake of sarcasm, one so innocent, but apparently touching on a sore spot that ran so deep the owners reaction was to throw me out of the store. This seemingly nice man was horrific, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Happiness is Warm Toes</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 19:41:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Suzanne Fyhrie Parrott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There are 23 pigeons sitting on the wire across the street. Just sitting. A light breeze moves their perch &#8211; wings flap, balance maintained. A mist floats in the air. After a week of cold, the warmer temperature is a blessing despite the absense of sunshine. The heater kicks on and I feel warmth creeping [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Cluttered and Scattered</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 22:46:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Suzanne Fyhrie Parrott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is painful.  My mind is flowing, rapids tumbling over rocks, swirling in whirlpools.  What direction, how do I focus?  The dog is barking, making me crazy.  So many ideas, which one do I choose.  When I start on one, the others seem more interesting.  I can’t stay focused.  Do I have an attention problem?  No. I can focus on a movie, sit at my computer for hours, socializing with peeps I will never meet, slinging mindless dribble in every direction without guilt and satisfaction.
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		<title>With Appreciation&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 01:22:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Suzanne Fyhrie Parrott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes circumstances beyond our control turn our lives upside down. Thus was the call on August 27 from my step-sister. What appeared to be tragedy for one parent turned suddenly to the other. My step-mother&#8217;s sudden death though shocking, was actually a blessing. Her path to mid to late stages of Alzheimer&#8217;s was taking it&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
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