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	<title>Comments on: Remembering Sean</title>
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		<title>By: Mary</title>
		<link>http://susanstevenson.com/blog/2010/08/remembering-sean/#comment-5358</link>
		<dc:creator>Mary</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 18:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It is so hard to wrap your head - let alone your heart around anything that has to do with death whether its a co-worker or a family member - it is all more than we can handle.  My heart hurts for your heart and the family.  I know how this feels.  Twenty plus years ago I buried a son on Birch Hill.  My hubby &#38; I will put this prayer in our morning prayers for the next week dedicated to Sean.  Sweet Susan, take deep breaths and please feel all the hugs around you as crutches to hold you up through this ugly time.......mary

     Oh, Thou kind Father, God.  Graciously bestow a pair of heavenly wings on this your new fledgling so that he can wing his way toward the apex of prosperity and salvation with the utmost joy and happiness.
    O my God! O Thou forgiver of sins, bestower of gifts, dispeller of afflictions! Verily, I beseech Thee to forgive the sins of such as have abandoned the physical garment and have ascended to the spiritual world.
   O my Lord! Purify them from trespasses, dispel their sorrows, and change their darkness into light. Cause them to enter the garden of happiness, cleanse them with the most pure water, and grant them to behold Thy splendors on the loftiest mount.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It is so hard to wrap your head - let alone your heart around anything that has to do with death whether its a co-worker or a family member - it is all more than we can handle.  My heart hurts for your heart and the family.  I know how this feels.  Twenty plus years ago I buried a son on Birch Hill.  My hubby &amp; I will put this prayer in our morning prayers for the next week dedicated to Sean.  Sweet Susan, take deep breaths and please feel all the hugs around you as crutches to hold you up through this ugly time&#8230;&#8230;.mary</p>
<p>     Oh, Thou kind Father, God.  Graciously bestow a pair of heavenly wings on this your new fledgling so that he can wing his way toward the apex of prosperity and salvation with the utmost joy and happiness.<br />
    O my God! O Thou forgiver of sins, bestower of gifts, dispeller of afflictions! Verily, I beseech Thee to forgive the sins of such as have abandoned the physical garment and have ascended to the spiritual world.<br />
   O my Lord! Purify them from trespasses, dispel their sorrows, and change their darkness into light. Cause them to enter the garden of happiness, cleanse them with the most pure water, and grant them to behold Thy splendors on the loftiest mount.</p>
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		<title>By: Hayley</title>
		<link>http://susanstevenson.com/blog/2010/08/remembering-sean/#comment-5357</link>
		<dc:creator>Hayley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 17:14:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I hope you can find comfort in knowing that time heals. While he will always be missed, the edges of your heart will feel less raw with each passing day.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hope you can find comfort in knowing that time heals. While he will always be missed, the edges of your heart will feel less raw with each passing day.</p>
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		<title>By: Liz McCollough</title>
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		<dc:creator>Liz McCollough</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 13:47:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Susan,
I'm crying reading this journal entry....I'm so sorry for you and your familie's loss. Having children or young adults and reading this gives a person a wake up call that we do not know when it will be our time to go and it is never easy to have loved ones pass on.
Remember all the Great Memories and keep making more with the ones that are still here :)
(((HUGS)))
Liz</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Susan,<br />
I&#8217;m crying reading this journal entry&#8230;.I&#8217;m so sorry for you and your familie&#8217;s loss. Having children or young adults and reading this gives a person a wake up call that we do not know when it will be our time to go and it is never easy to have loved ones pass on.<br />
Remember all the Great Memories and keep making more with the ones that are still here <img src='http://susanstevenson.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
(((HUGS)))<br />
Liz</p>
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