<?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/PreciousPaws4038"><title>From a Father's Daughter - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/</link><description>My parents love and devotion spanned almost 60 years. They were the classic love story and remained in love with each for their entire lives.  That love is still very much alive in my father.  Shortly after her passing he had mentioned to me that he hadn't been able to dream of her and he wished that he could.  I wrote this for him.  He has since been able to dream of her.  Isn't it wonderful that in our dreams we can visit with those we so deeply miss.  </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/PreciousPaws4038/483660" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/482623" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/476550" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/476273" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/476055" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/483660"><title>From a Mother's Daughter</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/483660</link><description>Even a grown woman still needs her mother...... copyright 2007 "From a Mother's Daughter" I listened to some Celtic music today, their voices resounded like angels from the sky. With a sound so soft and sweet and gentle how could anyone listening not begin to cry? I've talked to you since you've...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/482623"><title>The love still remains.....</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/482623</link><description>I wrote this for my father a year after my mother's passing to let him know he is never alone. May it bring peace to someone. From a Father's daughter..... copyright 2005 "In My Mind it's Still Her that I See" A year has passed, maybe more, but time matters not for me. The connection still strong...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/476550"><title>When you need to remember you're not alone.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/476550</link><description>I wrote this for my father soon after my mother's passing. I wanted to remind him that he was not alone. I am sharing this because it's been my experience that: "Sometimes the healing of a wounded heart and soul, can come from sharing with those we do not know." From a Father's Daughter copyright...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/476273"><title>Your heart is now my home.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/476273</link><description>A few months after my mother passed, my Dad and I were having dinner together. We talked about many things including the fact that he missed her so. I was inspired to write this for him hoping that whenever he read it, it would remind him that she is still with him. May it give anyone that is...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/476055"><title>To anyone who has lost a loved one.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PreciousPaws4038/476055</link><description>I wrote this for my father after my mother's passing and would like to share it with all who have lost a loved one. May it bring you peace. Copyright 2005 "I'll be the One with My Arms Open Wide" How will I know you, he says in his dream, and turns to find her at his side. She smiles as she looks...</description></item></rdf:RDF>