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		<title>By: Melissa</title>
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		<dc:creator>Melissa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2011 12:22:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a beautiful tribute to your father. It really hit a nerve (or two) for me as my father died 5 months ago and I am still coming to turns with my loss and processing exactly that it all means. We also had tributes from all over the world and people emailed us anecdotes about my father that we had never heard. It was so nice (and sad) to see a different side to him in death. I think about him every day and talk to him as often as I can. The day he died, at 4pm, I had a really strong urge to call him at 2pm but he was a fan of the siesta and always had a nap after lunch so I didn&#039;t call knowing he would be having his nap and that he would be cranky if I woke him up. 

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a beautiful tribute to your father. It really hit a nerve (or two) for me as my father died 5 months ago and I am still coming to turns with my loss and processing exactly that it all means. We also had tributes from all over the world and people emailed us anecdotes about my father that we had never heard. It was so nice (and sad) to see a different side to him in death. I think about him every day and talk to him as often as I can. The day he died, at 4pm, I had a really strong urge to call him at 2pm but he was a fan of the siesta and always had a nap after lunch so I didn&#8217;t call knowing he would be having his nap and that he would be cranky if I woke him up. </p>
<p>Thank you<br />
<span class="cluv">Melissa´s latest post ..<a class="4dd81befbc 7437" href="http://leaps-bounds.blogspot.com/2011/09/compliments.html">Compliments &#8230;</a></span></p>
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		<title>By: On Careers And Community: An Interview With Arvind Devalia &#124; Everyday Bright</title>
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		<dc:creator>On Careers And Community: An Interview With Arvind Devalia &#124; Everyday Bright</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2011 02:35:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] of the two human beings responsible for bringing you into this world. Almost three years after the loss of my father, I still think of him everyday and the pain is not much less than on the day of his [...]</description>
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		<title>By: admin</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 14:10:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks Krishna for your kind words and sympathy.

Since my father passed away 20 months ago (how the time has flown by!) there have been many moments when I have felt he was with me.

I recently took part in a panel at the Brahma Kumaries where I spoke for about 20 minutes about following a spiritual path. He would have been so proud to see me up there in front of around 80 people.

And I am sure he was in the audience that day:-)

Love and best wishes


Arvind</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks Krishna for your kind words and sympathy.</p>
<p>Since my father passed away 20 months ago (how the time has flown by!) there have been many moments when I have felt he was with me.</p>
<p>I recently took part in a panel at the Brahma Kumaries where I spoke for about 20 minutes about following a spiritual path. He would have been so proud to see me up there in front of around 80 people.</p>
<p>And I am sure he was in the audience that day:-)</p>
<p>Love and best wishes</p>
<p>Arvind</p>
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		<title>By: krish</title>
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		<dc:creator>krish</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 10:05:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Arvind, 

What a beautiful tribute. He would be so proud of you - 
god bless
Its all a circle of life. Our loved ones never really leave us and at time when we are at cross roads, we get their guidance in mysterious ways. 
God bless u and ur family 
Krish</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Arvind, </p>
<p>What a beautiful tribute. He would be so proud of you &#8211;<br />
god bless<br />
Its all a circle of life. Our loved ones never really leave us and at time when we are at cross roads, we get their guidance in mysterious ways.<br />
God bless u and ur family<br />
Krish</p>
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		<title>By: MMP</title>
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		<dc:creator>MMP</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2009 11:17:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Arvind

Wounder and touching words. I shall forever remember your father for his undying affection for all and be amazed by his wisdom and knowledge and his love for life and culture.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Arvind</p>
<p>Wounder and touching words. I shall forever remember your father for his undying affection for all and be amazed by his wisdom and knowledge and his love for life and culture.</p>
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		<title>By: Sarah</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 04:24:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I lost my father when I was about 4 and that was in 1991. It was a moment when I didn&#039;t realised his non-existence until when I grew older.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I lost my father when I was about 4 and that was in 1991. It was a moment when I didn&#8217;t realised his non-existence until when I grew older.</p>
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		<title>By: Kathleen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kathleen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 01:10:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Arvind,

This is an enduring and endearing post, for everyone. I lost my mother in July. These are my first Holidays without her. Parents make everything special. 

The other day, after &quot;asking&quot; many times &quot;what happened?&quot; (she collapsed suddenly and that was it), I too finally became peaceful as I got my answer - She was simply lifted away. It too was a surreal message.

Thanks Arvind - thank you so very much.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Arvind,</p>
<p>This is an enduring and endearing post, for everyone. I lost my mother in July. These are my first Holidays without her. Parents make everything special. </p>
<p>The other day, after &#8220;asking&#8221; many times &#8220;what happened?&#8221; (she collapsed suddenly and that was it), I too finally became peaceful as I got my answer &#8211; She was simply lifted away. It too was a surreal message.</p>
<p>Thanks Arvind &#8211; thank you so very much.</p>
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		<title>By: Aruna Majevadia</title>
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		<dc:creator>Aruna Majevadia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2008 09:42:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautifully written, Arvind it brought tears to my eyes.


Love Aruna auntie</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautifully written, Arvind it brought tears to my eyes.</p>
<p>Love Aruna auntie</p>
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		<title>By: Sue</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sue</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 18:56:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dearest Arvind,

Your words are indeed very touching and I can relate to  your journey as I lost my Dad this year.

I agree our mothers are very strong however our protective or rather overprotective nature shields their strength. I talk to my Mom everyday, the last 2 weeks is the first time she is experiencing being on her own. Since 7th July, the day Dad passed away, she has been with my brother and sister in NYC or with me. It is hard but we are letting her go through her emotions. She was married at 16 years of age and spent 52 years with my Dad. Living alone is a far away concept for her - an Indian woman who has never had to eat her dinner alone or spend evening or nights alone. It brings to light the reality we come alone into this world and so shall we leave alone!

I miss my father - first thing in the morning when I wake up I think of him. It seems surreal - at times the last few months seem like a blip. But then, how can I be selfish in wanting more of him when for the last few years he struggled and suffered with his health, his last days, 17 of them, were spent in the ICU on life support, against his wishes. To prove his point, his dearest friend and his heart surgeon paid him a visit in the hospital and as he walked away from my Dad&#039;s bed, my Dad pulled out his ventilator tubes as if telling him - let me go.

I can only appreciate and thank my father for all he has given me and my siblings - the endless love which I still experience feel him showering it on our family, the wisdom; knowledge through which we are empowered, the comfort; many opportunities; doors he opened for us, the sacrifices he made for us, the encouragement when we felt all was lost, the inspiration to live life to the fullest and his contribution to the community and the country - he will always be remembered for his passionate drive against corruption and the right to information in Maharashtra India. 

Anyway, Arvind remember your Dad is with you, he lives in your heart and he is looking after you and upon you. 
 
Love and many good wishes.

Sushma</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dearest Arvind,</p>
<p>Your words are indeed very touching and I can relate to  your journey as I lost my Dad this year.</p>
<p>I agree our mothers are very strong however our protective or rather overprotective nature shields their strength. I talk to my Mom everyday, the last 2 weeks is the first time she is experiencing being on her own. Since 7th July, the day Dad passed away, she has been with my brother and sister in NYC or with me. It is hard but we are letting her go through her emotions. She was married at 16 years of age and spent 52 years with my Dad. Living alone is a far away concept for her &#8211; an Indian woman who has never had to eat her dinner alone or spend evening or nights alone. It brings to light the reality we come alone into this world and so shall we leave alone!</p>
<p>I miss my father &#8211; first thing in the morning when I wake up I think of him. It seems surreal &#8211; at times the last few months seem like a blip. But then, how can I be selfish in wanting more of him when for the last few years he struggled and suffered with his health, his last days, 17 of them, were spent in the ICU on life support, against his wishes. To prove his point, his dearest friend and his heart surgeon paid him a visit in the hospital and as he walked away from my Dad&#8217;s bed, my Dad pulled out his ventilator tubes as if telling him &#8211; let me go.</p>
<p>I can only appreciate and thank my father for all he has given me and my siblings &#8211; the endless love which I still experience feel him showering it on our family, the wisdom; knowledge through which we are empowered, the comfort; many opportunities; doors he opened for us, the sacrifices he made for us, the encouragement when we felt all was lost, the inspiration to live life to the fullest and his contribution to the community and the country &#8211; he will always be remembered for his passionate drive against corruption and the right to information in Maharashtra India. </p>
<p>Anyway, Arvind remember your Dad is with you, he lives in your heart and he is looking after you and upon you. </p>
<p>Love and many good wishes.</p>
<p>Sushma</p>
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		<title>By: Olly Donnelly</title>
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		<dc:creator>Olly Donnelly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 11:02:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Brought tears to my eyes.  I feel the same about my father so I don&#039;t know how you have coped over the past year.  Well done you for turning a tragedy and sadness into something so positive and thank you for all your support with Shivia.
Olly x</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Brought tears to my eyes.  I feel the same about my father so I don&#8217;t know how you have coped over the past year.  Well done you for turning a tragedy and sadness into something so positive and thank you for all your support with Shivia.<br />
Olly x</p>
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		<title>By: Christine Wheeler</title>
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		<dc:creator>Christine Wheeler</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 22:16:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That was a truly heartfelt story.  Grieving is important and don&#039;t deny yourself tears, and all the time it takes.  Grieving is a healthy process you need to go through in order to survive.  It&#039;s all a part of the universal process.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That was a truly heartfelt story.  Grieving is important and don&#8217;t deny yourself tears, and all the time it takes.  Grieving is a healthy process you need to go through in order to survive.  It&#8217;s all a part of the universal process.</p>
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		<title>By: Christine Wheeler</title>
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		<dc:creator>Christine Wheeler</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 22:11:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A Poignant Story about a Little Girl’s Capacity for Love and Forgiveness
By Eloquent Books
Dated: Oct 08, 2008
Bella’s Marigold Cake is a story that you will treasure and read to your children over and over again. Are there lessons you’d like your children to learn about love, compassion and the ability to forgive?
Author Christine Wheeler has woven a special story about a little girl who creates something beautiful and learns her first lesson about forgiveness and compassion.
Bella is a beautiful child. She spends hours in her sandbox creating all kinds of wonders. One fine morning Bella creates her best ever—a sand cake decorated with her mother’s favorite flowers, bright marigolds.
Along comes Eleanora, a bit of a troublemaker and a friend who Bella doesn’t always trust. What happens next will teach both little girls about random and simple acts of kindness
Wheeler writes with clarity and an astonishing insight about the way children perceive situations and how they react to them. She has combined the whimsy of Dr. Seuss and the intelligence of J.K. Rowling to create her delightful characters—heartfelt and real. Her book will be one that you’ll keep as a permanent
part of your children’s library—it’s about understanding, compassion and kindness.
Publisher’s website: http:// www.eloquentbooks.com/BellasMarigoldCake.html 
About the Author:
Christine Wheeler is currently working on her next children’s book. Ms. Wheeler lives in Lawrence,Kansas near her three children. Bella’s Marigold Cake is her first book.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A Poignant Story about a Little Girl’s Capacity for Love and Forgiveness<br />
By Eloquent Books<br />
Dated: Oct 08, 2008<br />
Bella’s Marigold Cake is a story that you will treasure and read to your children over and over again. Are there lessons you’d like your children to learn about love, compassion and the ability to forgive?<br />
Author Christine Wheeler has woven a special story about a little girl who creates something beautiful and learns her first lesson about forgiveness and compassion.<br />
Bella is a beautiful child. She spends hours in her sandbox creating all kinds of wonders. One fine morning Bella creates her best ever—a sand cake decorated with her mother’s favorite flowers, bright marigolds.<br />
Along comes Eleanora, a bit of a troublemaker and a friend who Bella doesn’t always trust. What happens next will teach both little girls about random and simple acts of kindness<br />
Wheeler writes with clarity and an astonishing insight about the way children perceive situations and how they react to them. She has combined the whimsy of Dr. Seuss and the intelligence of J.K. Rowling to create her delightful characters—heartfelt and real. Her book will be one that you’ll keep as a permanent<br />
part of your children’s library—it’s about understanding, compassion and kindness.<br />
Publisher’s website: http:// <a href="http://www.eloquentbooks.com/BellasMarigoldCake.html" rel="nofollow">http://www.eloquentbooks.com/BellasMarigoldCake.html</a><br />
About the Author:<br />
Christine Wheeler is currently working on her next children’s book. Ms. Wheeler lives in Lawrence,Kansas near her three children. Bella’s Marigold Cake is her first book.</p>
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