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	<title>Comments on: Home visit</title>
	<link>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/</link>
	<description>A soul sister in Switzerland</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 13:10:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Lola</title>
		<link>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4860</link>
		<dc:creator>Lola</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 07:33:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can only give support to what everybody else has said. It sounds like he's left you with a solid grounding to deal with his 'earthly' absence if nothing else, both with the strength of character that you evidently possess, and with the memories of his wonderful life. 

My thoughts are with you x</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can only give support to what everybody else has said. It sounds like he&#8217;s left you with a solid grounding to deal with his &#8216;earthly&#8217; absence if nothing else, both with the strength of character that you evidently possess, and with the memories of his wonderful life. </p>
<p>My thoughts are with you x</p>
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		<title>By: Fran</title>
		<link>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4756</link>
		<dc:creator>Fran</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Apr 2006 08:06:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4756</guid>
		<description>Hi Rashunda

This poem by Mary Frye helped me when my beautiful Grandmother died, it's simple but a comfort...

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am the morning hush.
I am the graceful rush
of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the star shine of the night.
I am the flowers that bloom.
I am in a quiet room.
I am the birds that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Rashunda</p>
<p>This poem by Mary Frye helped me when my beautiful Grandmother died, it&#8217;s simple but a comfort&#8230;</p>
<p>Do not stand at my grave and weep;<br />
I am not there, I do not sleep.<br />
I am a thousand winds that blow.<br />
I am the softly falling snow.<br />
I am the gentle showers of rain.<br />
I am the fields of ripening grain.<br />
I am the morning hush.<br />
I am the graceful rush<br />
of beautiful birds in circling flight.<br />
I am the star shine of the night.<br />
I am the flowers that bloom.<br />
I am in a quiet room.<br />
I am the birds that sing.<br />
I am in each lovely thing.<br />
Do not stand at my grave and cry;<br />
I am not there. I did not die.</p>
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		<title>By: deb</title>
		<link>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4730</link>
		<dc:creator>deb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Apr 2006 23:28:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4730</guid>
		<description>Very sorry for your loss.  Your father's legacy lives on in you, your family, and the memories and dreams you all share because he was here.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very sorry for your loss.  Your father&#8217;s legacy lives on in you, your family, and the memories and dreams you all share because he was here.</p>
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		<title>By: la peregrina</title>
		<link>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4729</link>
		<dc:creator>la peregrina</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Apr 2006 21:49:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Rashunda, my heart grieves with you today.  Thank you for sharing a little about the kind of person your father was; he must have been a wonderful man. I also agree with Kyla. His legacy is not a small marble slab, his legacy is you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rashunda, my heart grieves with you today.  Thank you for sharing a little about the kind of person your father was; he must have been a wonderful man. I also agree with Kyla. His legacy is not a small marble slab, his legacy is you.</p>
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		<title>By: Serenity</title>
		<link>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4726</link>
		<dc:creator>Serenity</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Apr 2006 18:24:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4726</guid>
		<description>My sister,
I am so sorry for your loss...and I completely agree with Kyla. You are a shining, beautiful testament to his life. He gave this world something wonderful -- he gave us you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My sister,<br />
I am so sorry for your loss&#8230;and I completely agree with Kyla. You are a shining, beautiful testament to his life. He gave this world something wonderful &#8212; he gave us you.</p>
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		<title>By: wolf</title>
		<link>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4720</link>
		<dc:creator>wolf</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Apr 2006 21:22:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4720</guid>
		<description>Don't forget that dad DID serve the army. Maybe what happend in his life when he was serving the army changed his life so significantly that he chose to have such a military burial - and he could have chosen differently, I'm sure. My mum chose to have no grave at all. My aunt chose to no grave at all. Not having a tombstone doesn't mean that that's a sum of their life, either!! It just means that they hated the graves of their parents so much they didn't want anyone to hate their graves. Don't underestimate what it means for a guy to serve the army, particularly when things happen, or when stuff is going on. Even when he doesn't tell people about it at any later point in life, those most been some of the most striking memories for him. Maybe he was extremely ill, too. If I had served in 1947 in France as a US soldier and gone through all kinds of things unthinkable today, quite likely I'd also have taken that simple stone thing option.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Don&#8217;t forget that dad DID serve the army. Maybe what happend in his life when he was serving the army changed his life so significantly that he chose to have such a military burial - and he could have chosen differently, I&#8217;m sure. My mum chose to have no grave at all. My aunt chose to no grave at all. Not having a tombstone doesn&#8217;t mean that that&#8217;s a sum of their life, either!! It just means that they hated the graves of their parents so much they didn&#8217;t want anyone to hate their graves. Don&#8217;t underestimate what it means for a guy to serve the army, particularly when things happen, or when stuff is going on. Even when he doesn&#8217;t tell people about it at any later point in life, those most been some of the most striking memories for him. Maybe he was extremely ill, too. If I had served in 1947 in France as a US soldier and gone through all kinds of things unthinkable today, quite likely I&#8217;d also have taken that simple stone thing option.</p>
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		<title>By: Kyla</title>
		<link>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4714</link>
		<dc:creator>Kyla</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Apr 2006 12:03:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.rashundatramble.com/2006/04/23/home-visit/#comment-4714</guid>
		<description>Rashunda, Otis's grave is symbolized by a cold, white, military-issue tombstone, not his life.

His life is in the stories you tell us, and the ones you remember daily as you walk through this world.  And in the great things you have done and have yet to do.  You, Rashunda, are his legacy, his lasting influence on the world.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rashunda, Otis&#8217;s grave is symbolized by a cold, white, military-issue tombstone, not his life.</p>
<p>His life is in the stories you tell us, and the ones you remember daily as you walk through this world.  And in the great things you have done and have yet to do.  You, Rashunda, are his legacy, his lasting influence on the world.</p>
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