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	<title>Comments on: Palimpsest</title>
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	<description>notes from the crossroads of mother and father</description>
	<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 15:43:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: What do lesbian parents feed their kids? &#171; blue milk</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/04/08/palimpsest/#comment-182578</link>
		<dc:creator>What do lesbian parents feed their kids? &#171; blue milk</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 10:59:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] And while I&#8217;m talking great writing from LesbianDad, this from her, will break your heart clean in two. [...]</description>
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		<title>By: hendo</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/04/08/palimpsest/#comment-181149</link>
		<dc:creator>hendo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 11:16:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Here via www.bluemilk.wordpress.com. 

I read a few of your other entries and I really like your blog. Just wanted to comment on this one because I get you on the grief thing. I understand the need to tell your story... I do the same thing. I talk about a friend who died four years ago - you never know what might remind you of them - and I wonder if it's ok, if it annoys other people or weirds them out. Sometimes I talk about him, sometimes I talk about what it was like when he died. But every time I decide that I don't care, because this is part of my life, part of his life, and it's ok. 

So keep your story, tell it proudly, I reckon. 

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<p>I read a few of your other entries and I really like your blog. Just wanted to comment on this one because I get you on the grief thing. I understand the need to tell your story&#8230; I do the same thing. I talk about a friend who died four years ago - you never know what might remind you of them - and I wonder if it&#8217;s ok, if it annoys other people or weirds them out. Sometimes I talk about him, sometimes I talk about what it was like when he died. But every time I decide that I don&#8217;t care, because this is part of my life, part of his life, and it&#8217;s ok. </p>
<p>So keep your story, tell it proudly, I reckon. </p>
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		<title>By: LesbianDad</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/04/08/palimpsest/#comment-96460</link>
		<dc:creator>LesbianDad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 02:28:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;, all of you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank <i>you</i>, all of you.</p>
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		<title>By: ohchicken</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/04/08/palimpsest/#comment-96452</link>
		<dc:creator>ohchicken</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 02:20:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>this entry makes me want to hug your neck and thank you for writing life so beautifully.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>this entry makes me want to hug your neck and thank you for writing life so beautifully.</p>
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		<title>By: Vikki</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/04/08/palimpsest/#comment-91950</link>
		<dc:creator>Vikki</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 15:05:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Miguel and I have joked about a thousand kisses before...tonight, I think I might give it a try.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Miguel and I have joked about a thousand kisses before&#8230;tonight, I think I might give it a try.</p>
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		<title>By: lulazoid</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/04/08/palimpsest/#comment-91388</link>
		<dc:creator>lulazoid</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 06:49:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Unlike you, I do live in fear. Which is why I shower her with kisses every day. Butterfly kisses. And which is why your post struck a chord in my already fearful loving heart.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Unlike you, I do live in fear. Which is why I shower her with kisses every day. Butterfly kisses. And which is why your post struck a chord in my already fearful loving heart.</p>
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		<title>By: SJnky</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/04/08/palimpsest/#comment-90745</link>
		<dc:creator>SJnky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 01:15:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This must go in your "Best of" selection...

I don't have kids yet - but I have 6 neices and nephews, and I could not imagine the pain that would come with losing one of those precious little lives.  

I am learning every day, and thanks partially to your blog, to be better parent, when and if that day will come.  I want to savor - not simply survive.  I hope I can.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This must go in your &#8220;Best of&#8221; selection&#8230;</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t have kids yet - but I have 6 neices and nephews, and I could not imagine the pain that would come with losing one of those precious little lives.  </p>
<p>I am learning every day, and thanks partially to your blog, to be better parent, when and if that day will come.  I want to savor - not simply survive.  I hope I can.</p>
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		<title>By: Shereen</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/04/08/palimpsest/#comment-90545</link>
		<dc:creator>Shereen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 20:45:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Made me cry. Again. At work. Again.
My new daughter of only 5 weeks is 5 and a half. She came to Canada from a refugee camp at the age of 1, and into permanent care at the age of 3. For me, the subtext of most of our cuddly moments (of which there haven't been many until this past week, but a number that's increasing exponentially day by day) is all the harm in her past, and the resilience and grace that somehow moved her through it all, and to us; certainly damaged, but still strong and joyful and able to love. She has not had near enough kisses. We hope so fervently that we can make up the deficit enough that when she remembers her childhood, the lack will not always be the first thing that comes to mind.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Made me cry. Again. At work. Again.<br />
My new daughter of only 5 weeks is 5 and a half. She came to Canada from a refugee camp at the age of 1, and into permanent care at the age of 3. For me, the subtext of most of our cuddly moments (of which there haven&#8217;t been many until this past week, but a number that&#8217;s increasing exponentially day by day) is all the harm in her past, and the resilience and grace that somehow moved her through it all, and to us; certainly damaged, but still strong and joyful and able to love. She has not had near enough kisses. We hope so fervently that we can make up the deficit enough that when she remembers her childhood, the lack will not always be the first thing that comes to mind.</p>
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		<title>By: mommymae</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/04/08/palimpsest/#comment-90279</link>
		<dc:creator>mommymae</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 18:18:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>you write so beautifully about your glorious life.  thank you for this today.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>you write so beautifully about your glorious life.  thank you for this today.</p>
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