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	<description>I have lived in the clouds for so long... I like it more on the ground.</description>
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		<title>Comment on And I would put them back in poetry, if I only knew how. by Jo</title>
		<link>http://blog.kerriebond.com/?p=394#comment-1406</link>
		<dc:creator>Jo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2012 14:14:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Kerrie, when you started out you may have been lost for words, but you&#039;ve strung together here a beautiful piece that both captures the essence of the situation and celebrates their lives.  As a parent of a Fine Arts Pace Student, watching and cheering all of you from the &#039;side-lines&#039;, as all of have raved about the character and personalities and interaction with these three, I find their sequential loss to be profound, yet not a coincidence—these are personalities who touched and changed all of you, who have made a deep and lasting &#039;memory set&#039; to be carried with you the rest of your lives.  Having experienced so many untimely losses in a life more than twice your age, it definitely seems at times the pain, the ache, or even an unexpected guilt, will just never thin out.  Well, and said softly from the heart, it will and does lose its edge, but until it does, don&#039;t stuff it, don&#039;t deny the feelings, talk it out with the precious, specific set of others who were there, too.  Your treasure is found in the intangible—these three are among those who will act as beacons of guidance, example, who will often inspire how you speak and serve for the rest of your days, all because of their unique service and words to you, in these, your times.  We aren&#039;t given more than we can bear, and they aren&#039;t actually gone, totally...it&#039;s just...different.  They see and know your hearts.  They know these beautifully chosen and &#039;strung-together&#039; words above; they hear the blend of individual chords rising from each heart reading them, so that their greatest treasure is in seeing the impact, the positive and lasting effect they&#039;ve had in the hearts and minds of all of you—they have become and are inspiration, a treasured necklace or song throughout a day, a natural promise to reach always higher, just because…they were so meaningful in your lives.
         Your writing here, Kerrie, has gone beyond formal poetry, simply because it expresses perfectly what is needed right now:  the awareness, impact, and value Pat, Anne, and Chris individually had on each of you.  To read this is poetry, for one who never met these three, yet who truly grieves just the same for the loss to your unique community.  What is written here is a greater comfort to the heart and mind than a formal poem—it is perfect.  Thank you.
          God Bless these three very effectual souls.  God Bless every student, co-worker, and person who has gained by their talents, their forthright and consistent example, and their nurturing.  The best is yet to come, in the essence and in the inspiring, very specific bits and pieces of them, to now be lived out through all of you, the grateful, who will never forget.  Peace.  ~Jo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kerrie, when you started out you may have been lost for words, but you&#8217;ve strung together here a beautiful piece that both captures the essence of the situation and celebrates their lives.  As a parent of a Fine Arts Pace Student, watching and cheering all of you from the &#8216;side-lines&#8217;, as all of have raved about the character and personalities and interaction with these three, I find their sequential loss to be profound, yet not a coincidence—these are personalities who touched and changed all of you, who have made a deep and lasting &#8216;memory set&#8217; to be carried with you the rest of your lives.  Having experienced so many untimely losses in a life more than twice your age, it definitely seems at times the pain, the ache, or even an unexpected guilt, will just never thin out.  Well, and said softly from the heart, it will and does lose its edge, but until it does, don&#8217;t stuff it, don&#8217;t deny the feelings, talk it out with the precious, specific set of others who were there, too.  Your treasure is found in the intangible—these three are among those who will act as beacons of guidance, example, who will often inspire how you speak and serve for the rest of your days, all because of their unique service and words to you, in these, your times.  We aren&#8217;t given more than we can bear, and they aren&#8217;t actually gone, totally&#8230;it&#8217;s just&#8230;different.  They see and know your hearts.  They know these beautifully chosen and &#8216;strung-together&#8217; words above; they hear the blend of individual chords rising from each heart reading them, so that their greatest treasure is in seeing the impact, the positive and lasting effect they&#8217;ve had in the hearts and minds of all of you—they have become and are inspiration, a treasured necklace or song throughout a day, a natural promise to reach always higher, just because…they were so meaningful in your lives.<br />
         Your writing here, Kerrie, has gone beyond formal poetry, simply because it expresses perfectly what is needed right now:  the awareness, impact, and value Pat, Anne, and Chris individually had on each of you.  To read this is poetry, for one who never met these three, yet who truly grieves just the same for the loss to your unique community.  What is written here is a greater comfort to the heart and mind than a formal poem—it is perfect.  Thank you.<br />
          God Bless these three very effectual souls.  God Bless every student, co-worker, and person who has gained by their talents, their forthright and consistent example, and their nurturing.  The best is yet to come, in the essence and in the inspiring, very specific bits and pieces of them, to now be lived out through all of you, the grateful, who will never forget.  Peace.  ~Jo</p>
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		<title>Comment on And I would put them back in poetry, if I only knew how. by Tal</title>
		<link>http://blog.kerriebond.com/?p=394#comment-1404</link>
		<dc:creator>Tal</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2012 09:17:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Kerrie, This is just beautiful. Thank you for putting down in words what so many of us feel. It&#039;s been tragic to hear of our dear teachers&#039; untimely passings, and it&#039;s awful to know that future classes will not know them or Pace as the way we know it.

Sending lots of love your way.
~Tal</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kerrie, This is just beautiful. Thank you for putting down in words what so many of us feel. It&#8217;s been tragic to hear of our dear teachers&#8217; untimely passings, and it&#8217;s awful to know that future classes will not know them or Pace as the way we know it.</p>
<p>Sending lots of love your way.<br />
~Tal</p>
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		<title>Comment on Only love remains. Let go. by Gretchen</title>
		<link>http://blog.kerriebond.com/?p=354#comment-968</link>
		<dc:creator>Gretchen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2011 20:53:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for posting this. I am not lying when I say I can relate completely. Except my relationship was 2.5 instead of 3.5</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for posting this. I am not lying when I say I can relate completely. Except my relationship was 2.5 instead of 3.5</p>
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		<title>Comment on Only love remains. Let go. by Allison</title>
		<link>http://blog.kerriebond.com/?p=354#comment-916</link>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2011 20:48:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow! I completely relate to this post though on a much lesser scale. I decided to cut off a relationship with a guy that, two times in the last week, told me that my feelings weren&#039;t valid (even though he&#039;d completely deny it) and they were wrong because I misinterpreted him. We don&#039;t deserve to deal with guys (or anyone else for that matter) as friends or anything else who don&#039;t respect our feelings. I just wanted to say I hear ya!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow! I completely relate to this post though on a much lesser scale. I decided to cut off a relationship with a guy that, two times in the last week, told me that my feelings weren&#8217;t valid (even though he&#8217;d completely deny it) and they were wrong because I misinterpreted him. We don&#8217;t deserve to deal with guys (or anyone else for that matter) as friends or anything else who don&#8217;t respect our feelings. I just wanted to say I hear ya!</p>
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		<title>Comment on This used to be my playground by Ashley Barnard</title>
		<link>http://blog.kerriebond.com/?p=343#comment-814</link>
		<dc:creator>Ashley Barnard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2011 23:13:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I cAn&#039;T WaIt To SeE YoU!!!!!!!!!

Ashley</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I cAn&#8217;T WaIt To SeE YoU!!!!!!!!!</p>
<p>Ashley</p>
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		<title>Comment on This used to be my playground by Tee</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2011 21:49:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I dont know if you have discovered this yet, but Edison Mall is now the ghetto mall. After Gulf Coast Town Center and Coconut Pointe were built things...changed. Same with Belltower movie theater... ::sigh:: everything is changing in our lives eh?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I dont know if you have discovered this yet, but Edison Mall is now the ghetto mall. After Gulf Coast Town Center and Coconut Pointe were built things&#8230;changed. Same with Belltower movie theater&#8230; ::sigh:: everything is changing in our lives eh?</p>
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		<title>Comment on HURRICANE IRENE: From the Upper East Side by allison</title>
		<link>http://blog.kerriebond.com/?p=320#comment-734</link>
		<dc:creator>allison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2011 01:53:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>seriously, this storm blows.  SO BORING. waiting for it like watching glue dry.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>seriously, this storm blows.  SO BORING. waiting for it like watching glue dry.</p>
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		<title>Comment on HURRICANE IRENE: From the Upper East Side by Kerrie</title>
		<link>http://blog.kerriebond.com/?p=320#comment-733</link>
		<dc:creator>Kerrie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2011 00:55:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I KNOW RIGHT. Uploading a video to show the world. Shortly, all shall know.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I KNOW RIGHT. Uploading a video to show the world. Shortly, all shall know.</p>
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		<title>Comment on HURRICANE IRENE: From the Upper East Side by gw</title>
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		<dc:creator>gw</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2011 00:20:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>omg its raining on the Uper East Side</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>omg its raining on the Uper East Side</p>
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		<title>Comment on Come On, Irene! by Kerrie's mom</title>
		<link>http://blog.kerriebond.com/?p=313#comment-731</link>
		<dc:creator>Kerrie's mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 16:04:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Love You Too Malaya :)</description>
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