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	<title>Comments on: When One Door Closes&#8230; Another One Opens</title>
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		<title>By: Julio Blanco</title>
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		<dc:creator>Julio Blanco</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 17:52:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Christine - in my life, the door closed on my corporate career and a big door opened into my real life as a conscious entrepreneur. God&#039;s hand was so clear in that transition. I now find that the process of doors open and close all the time, and it feels like a process of pruning a vine so that my life can continue to thrive toward its intended destination. It&#039;s perfect, because God is working perfectly despite the moments when my faith is week and my trust is low. I so agree with you... just let go and move forward with faith.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Christine &#8211; in my life, the door closed on my corporate career and a big door opened into my real life as a conscious entrepreneur. God&#8217;s hand was so clear in that transition. I now find that the process of doors open and close all the time, and it feels like a process of pruning a vine so that my life can continue to thrive toward its intended destination. It&#8217;s perfect, because God is working perfectly despite the moments when my faith is week and my trust is low. I so agree with you&#8230; just let go and move forward with faith.</p>
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		<title>By: Lauren McMullen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lauren McMullen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 16:24:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;Know that everything happens for a reason.&quot; ....This advice really speaks to me at this time of my life. During my Dads battle with Alzheimer&#039;s, I often thought about what could possibly be good for him or us about this dreadful disease.

But after his passing when I looked back, I was amazed by how much closer our family became during this terrible time. I also was able to observe the depth of the feelings Mom and Dad had for each other. They came from an a generationg where lots of public affection was not shown so I sometimes wondered if they really cared about each other.

Not anymore, She was his tireless champion and even to the end, when he was unable to tell us apart, he always knew we were &quot;his girls&quot;, Mom, me and my sister.

Now that he is in heaven and his suffering is over I am comforted by the fact that he now knows how much we loved him as we all worked to make him comfortable and to preserve his dignity as he moved through the stages of the disease process.

I know the Bible says we are to rejoice in our suffering so the world can tell we are different. I can not say I am capable of that yet but in the aftermath I can at least see that these were things I never would have known without this experience and for that knowledge I can be thankful.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Know that everything happens for a reason.&#8221; &#8230;.This advice really speaks to me at this time of my life. During my Dads battle with Alzheimer&#8217;s, I often thought about what could possibly be good for him or us about this dreadful disease.</p>
<p>But after his passing when I looked back, I was amazed by how much closer our family became during this terrible time. I also was able to observe the depth of the feelings Mom and Dad had for each other. They came from an a generationg where lots of public affection was not shown so I sometimes wondered if they really cared about each other.</p>
<p>Not anymore, She was his tireless champion and even to the end, when he was unable to tell us apart, he always knew we were &#8220;his girls&#8221;, Mom, me and my sister.</p>
<p>Now that he is in heaven and his suffering is over I am comforted by the fact that he now knows how much we loved him as we all worked to make him comfortable and to preserve his dignity as he moved through the stages of the disease process.</p>
<p>I know the Bible says we are to rejoice in our suffering so the world can tell we are different. I can not say I am capable of that yet but in the aftermath I can at least see that these were things I never would have known without this experience and for that knowledge I can be thankful.</p>
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