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	<title>Comments on: Planting Patrick</title>
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	<description>Life, Literature, and the Subversive Power of Living Small</description>
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		<title>By: lisa</title>
		<link>http://livingsmallblog.com/2004/05/18/planting-patrick/comment-page-1/#comment-213</link>
		<dc:creator>lisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 May 2004 07:07:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Charlotte, your strength and grace humble me. I hope that your roses bloom abundantly.
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		<title>By: Amy</title>
		<link>http://livingsmallblog.com/2004/05/18/planting-patrick/comment-page-1/#comment-212</link>
		<dc:creator>Amy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2004 19:22:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think what you&#039;ve done is wonderful.  I like the idea of your brother&#039;s ashes and bones transmuted into something lovely and growing, back into the cycle of life.



I had a daughter who dies when she was one month old.  Now grass grows from a spot where her ashes were buried in front of a stone church faraway in North Carolina.  But I don&#039;t think of her as there.  She&#039;s in my heart.  And somewhere in the air, hovering in the invisble space between heartbeats.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think what you&#8217;ve done is wonderful.  I like the idea of your brother&#8217;s ashes and bones transmuted into something lovely and growing, back into the cycle of life.</p>
<p>I had a daughter who dies when she was one month old.  Now grass grows from a spot where her ashes were buried in front of a stone church faraway in North Carolina.  But I don&#8217;t think of her as there.  She&#8217;s in my heart.  And somewhere in the air, hovering in the invisble space between heartbeats.</p>
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		<title>By: Emily Drew</title>
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		<dc:creator>Emily Drew</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2004 17:00:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your post made me tear up, but in a good way, as now I will think of you and Patrick when planting my garden each year.</description>
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