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	<title>Comments on: What Do You Do When Tragedy Strikes?</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thank you, Anne, for sharing your thoughts. Taking special care of yourself after experiencing a loss is so important. We do need a sanctuary. And we do need to be with those we love and those who love us. You&#039;re right--there are no right or wrong ways--just different ways for each of us. As you mentioned, grief and loss are all bundled up with love, regret, goodbyes, and &#039;never again&#039; hellos, but also smiles, warm thoughts, and happy, treasured memories. Thank you for stopping by and reading the blog, and for taking the time to respond. 

Bless you,
Judy]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, Anne, for sharing your thoughts. Taking special care of yourself after experiencing a loss is so important. We do need a sanctuary. And we do need to be with those we love and those who love us. You&#8217;re right&#8211;there are no right or wrong ways&#8211;just different ways for each of us. As you mentioned, grief and loss are all bundled up with love, regret, goodbyes, and &#8216;never again&#8217; hellos, but also smiles, warm thoughts, and happy, treasured memories. Thank you for stopping by and reading the blog, and for taking the time to respond. </p>
<p>Bless you,<br />
Judy</p>
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		<title>By: Anne Lastman</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2012 06:46:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Judy thanks for your comments. To this I would add a need to retreat is important. Not to hide but to retreat to a place where the memories make the sun rise again the next morning.  Immediately following a loss, there is the need to self &quot;hug&quot; or even to gather the important ones (children) and group hug (without being flippant) because there is a need to enter into a space previously untrodden, and there is no right or wrong way of entering therein. In due time a recourse to available resources helps, but in the immediate, that &quot;safe place&quot; which has been built over the years becomes the sanctuary. Grief speaks of loss. of love. of regret. of goodbyes and of never again hellos.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Judy thanks for your comments. To this I would add a need to retreat is important. Not to hide but to retreat to a place where the memories make the sun rise again the next morning.  Immediately following a loss, there is the need to self &#8220;hug&#8221; or even to gather the important ones (children) and group hug (without being flippant) because there is a need to enter into a space previously untrodden, and there is no right or wrong way of entering therein. In due time a recourse to available resources helps, but in the immediate, that &#8220;safe place&#8221; which has been built over the years becomes the sanctuary. Grief speaks of loss. of love. of regret. of goodbyes and of never again hellos.</p>
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