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	<title>Comments on: The Visit</title>
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	<description>Life.  It's just one damn thing after another.</description>
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		<title>By: Shasta Gibson</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2007/05/25/the-visit/#comment-1399</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Shasta Gibson]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2007 18:36:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hold onto that feeling.  Even if the two of you never *really* reconcile, at least you have a few good moments right now.

My dad has called me every year at Christmas time over the past three years.  I never bother answering.  I won&#039;t indulge his need to dump another load of his guilt onto me.

I do hope that your brother gets well

*Hugs*
Shasta]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hold onto that feeling.  Even if the two of you never *really* reconcile, at least you have a few good moments right now.</p>
<p>My dad has called me every year at Christmas time over the past three years.  I never bother answering.  I won&#8217;t indulge his need to dump another load of his guilt onto me.</p>
<p>I do hope that your brother gets well</p>
<p>*Hugs*<br />
Shasta</p>
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		<title>By: mmkeekah</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2007/05/25/the-visit/#comment-1392</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[mmkeekah]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 19:15:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Heidi - thanks.  I hope you still feel that way after you read tomorrow&#039;s blog.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Heidi &#8211; thanks.  I hope you still feel that way after you read tomorrow&#8217;s blog.</p>
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		<title>By: Heidi</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2007/05/25/the-visit/#comment-1391</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Heidi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 19:08:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[you made me cry.

what a gift you have given your brother...and yourself.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>you made me cry.</p>
<p>what a gift you have given your brother&#8230;and yourself.</p>
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		<title>By: mmkeekah</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2007/05/25/the-visit/#comment-1390</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[mmkeekah]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 17:17:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Shasta, I should add that my brother has made contact in the past, most recently a few months ago.  Perhaps he wanted a reconciliation.  While I was never rude, I also wasn&#039;t exactly welcoming either.  So many old wounds, as you said.

I don&#039;t know what the future will bring but the visit, it felt right.  I am holding on to that feeling even as I&#039;m writing more posts...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Shasta, I should add that my brother has made contact in the past, most recently a few months ago.  Perhaps he wanted a reconciliation.  While I was never rude, I also wasn&#8217;t exactly welcoming either.  So many old wounds, as you said.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t know what the future will bring but the visit, it felt right.  I am holding on to that feeling even as I&#8217;m writing more posts&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: mmkeekah</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2007/05/25/the-visit/#comment-1388</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[mmkeekah]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 16:35:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Shasta, I am sorry you can relate. I feel for you and thanks for sharing...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Shasta, I am sorry you can relate. I feel for you and thanks for sharing&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Shasta Gibson</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2007/05/25/the-visit/#comment-1387</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Shasta Gibson]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 16:18:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My father, who I hadn&#039;t talked to or seen in a couple of years, called me the day he went in for open heart surgery.  Probably in case he died.

I packed up my son, some clothes, and my very pregnant self and drove three hours to the city where his operation was taking place.  I imposed myself on my in-laws and went to the hospital twice a day to see my dad.

There are a lot of burned bridges between him and I.  Plenty of reasons that we hadn&#039;t spoken for such a long time and why I didn&#039;t care if I never spoke to him again.

During the week that I was there visiting I could tell he didn&#039;t want me there.  He hardly acknowledged that I was making an effort to be supportive of him.

I haven&#039;t spoken to him now in nearly three years, and I doubt I ever will again.  Too many old wounds for me to overcome if he&#039;s not at least going to make an effort.

Anyway, I can relate to this post.  I&#039;m somehow glad that your brother was pleased to see you.

Thank you for sharing this with us.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My father, who I hadn&#8217;t talked to or seen in a couple of years, called me the day he went in for open heart surgery.  Probably in case he died.</p>
<p>I packed up my son, some clothes, and my very pregnant self and drove three hours to the city where his operation was taking place.  I imposed myself on my in-laws and went to the hospital twice a day to see my dad.</p>
<p>There are a lot of burned bridges between him and I.  Plenty of reasons that we hadn&#8217;t spoken for such a long time and why I didn&#8217;t care if I never spoke to him again.</p>
<p>During the week that I was there visiting I could tell he didn&#8217;t want me there.  He hardly acknowledged that I was making an effort to be supportive of him.</p>
<p>I haven&#8217;t spoken to him now in nearly three years, and I doubt I ever will again.  Too many old wounds for me to overcome if he&#8217;s not at least going to make an effort.</p>
<p>Anyway, I can relate to this post.  I&#8217;m somehow glad that your brother was pleased to see you.</p>
<p>Thank you for sharing this with us.</p>
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		<title>By: mmkeekah</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2007/05/25/the-visit/#comment-1385</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[mmkeekah]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 15:15:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My heart is strong, tis true.  But I almost cried at your comment.  I am just me.  I don&#039;t know how else to be...  Thanks, Bren.  Miss you!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My heart is strong, tis true.  But I almost cried at your comment.  I am just me.  I don&#8217;t know how else to be&#8230;  Thanks, Bren.  Miss you!</p>
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		<title>By: Brenda</title>
		<link>http://anexistentialkeekah.com/2007/05/25/the-visit/#comment-1383</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Brenda]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 15:11:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You have the heart of a lion.  Enough said.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You have the heart of a lion.  Enough said.</p>
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