<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Grief_Thoughts"><title>Grief Quotes and Notes - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/</link><description>I will take grief quotes and add my thoughts.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997697" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997680" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997648" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997628" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997606" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997558" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997530" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997509" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997485" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/992596" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997697"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997697</link><description>"What were you going to make for Christmas dinner?" one of my older children asked in a very reasonable tone. I cleared my throat, but couldn't speak. There was no real explanation for my behavior. I'd been so intent on getting through this first Christmas without David. I'd found new rituals to...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997680"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997680</link><description>"Accepting death doesn't mean you won't be devastated when someone you love dies. It means you will be able to focus on your grief, unburdened by bigger existential questions like, "Why do people die?" and "Why is this happening to me?" Death isn't happening to you. Death is happening to us all."...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997648"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997648</link><description>"I had met death before, in different forms--I knew quite well the pattern of my grieving. 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Like an academic...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997485"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/997485</link><description>"You endure what is supposedly unbearable, and before you know it, you would have done the impossible by bearing the unbearable." - Donovan People told you things would slowly get better, but until you survive the first year of grief, that can be hard to believe. Looking back, you have made it...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/992596"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Grief_Thoughts/992596</link><description>"For each person I lost I found a new layer of grief to cover myself with, and each time I tried to bring something of their essence into my own being - be it unconditional love, kindness, and piety." - A. P. J. Abdul Kalam Like your relationships in life, each grieving period is unique. 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