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	<title>Comments on: My Journey to Being a Published Author &#8211; Making a Dream Come True</title>
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		<title>By: Turning Loss into Creativity &#171; The Creative Cat</title>
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		<dc:creator>Turning Loss into Creativity &#171; The Creative Cat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 04:42:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Ingrid King</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ingrid King</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 14:19:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Esther, my heart goes out to you for all your losses, and it particularly breaks for you with regards to Ginger.  Not knowing what happened to her, and not having something tangible, physical, to bury and hang on to, must be devastating.  Thank you for sharing your story - sometimes, the mere act of sharing can help to lessen the grief ever so slightly, and someone else might read your story and in turn, be comforted by knowing they&#039;re not alone in their pain.

I completely understand that you feel that you&#039;re not able to read the book.  You&#039;re not the only one.  One of my closest friends, who&#039;s actually in the book, and who was part of Buckley&#039;s final days, has not been able to read the last two chapters.  Perhaps at some point down the road, you might decide it might bring you comfort, but if not, that&#039;s okay, too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Esther, my heart goes out to you for all your losses, and it particularly breaks for you with regards to Ginger.  Not knowing what happened to her, and not having something tangible, physical, to bury and hang on to, must be devastating.  Thank you for sharing your story &#8211; sometimes, the mere act of sharing can help to lessen the grief ever so slightly, and someone else might read your story and in turn, be comforted by knowing they&#8217;re not alone in their pain.</p>
<p>I completely understand that you feel that you&#8217;re not able to read the book.  You&#8217;re not the only one.  One of my closest friends, who&#8217;s actually in the book, and who was part of Buckley&#8217;s final days, has not been able to read the last two chapters.  Perhaps at some point down the road, you might decide it might bring you comfort, but if not, that&#8217;s okay, too.</p>
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		<title>By: Ingrid King</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ingrid King</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 19:41:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It was a bit of a twisted path at times, Bernadette, but every experience along the way made me who I am today.  And let&#039;s not forget Buckley - she definitely came into my life at a time when I was ready for her lessons.  What is it they say?  When the student is ready, the teacher appears?  Well, in my case, the teacher came in a seven pound feline body:-)

Thanks for the good wishes - I can&#039;t wait to see where 2010 takes me!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was a bit of a twisted path at times, Bernadette, but every experience along the way made me who I am today.  And let&#8217;s not forget Buckley &#8211; she definitely came into my life at a time when I was ready for her lessons.  What is it they say?  When the student is ready, the teacher appears?  Well, in my case, the teacher came in a seven pound feline body:-)</p>
<p>Thanks for the good wishes &#8211; I can&#8217;t wait to see where 2010 takes me!</p>
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		<title>By: animalartist</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 19:02:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ingrid, thank you so much for the fascinating pathway of how you got to where you are! Some people are lucky enough to know what they want to do, but others need to create it from the raw materials of their lives. And you are truly an example to follow in how you created the whole spectrum of Buckley and her story. I hope it continues through 2010.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ingrid, thank you so much for the fascinating pathway of how you got to where you are! Some people are lucky enough to know what they want to do, but others need to create it from the raw materials of their lives. And you are truly an example to follow in how you created the whole spectrum of Buckley and her story. I hope it continues through 2010.</p>
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		<title>By: Esther</title>
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		<dc:creator>Esther</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 17:50:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I admire you for writing Buckley&#039;s Story but I haven&#039;t gotten up the courage to read it yet.  I&#039;ve lost too many beloved felines during my lifetime and it still hurts.   Most recently my sweet orange tabby, Ginger, ill with any enlarged heart at age 15 left my yard on the evening of July 3, 2008, and was never seen again.  I nursed her for over 14 months with daily medications and tempting tidbits and when she didn&#039;t come home,  I walked the fields around my house and the neigborhood for months without sight of her.   I sometimes dream that she&#039;s come home but wake up only to realize it was a dream.  I still have two beautiful boys and a &#039;border&#039; from a neighboring house,  but my heart aches because my Ginger is not &#039;home&#039; like all the others before her who rest in my flower beds.   I can&#039;t read Buckley&#039;s Story...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I admire you for writing Buckley&#8217;s Story but I haven&#8217;t gotten up the courage to read it yet.  I&#8217;ve lost too many beloved felines during my lifetime and it still hurts.   Most recently my sweet orange tabby, Ginger, ill with any enlarged heart at age 15 left my yard on the evening of July 3, 2008, and was never seen again.  I nursed her for over 14 months with daily medications and tempting tidbits and when she didn&#8217;t come home,  I walked the fields around my house and the neigborhood for months without sight of her.   I sometimes dream that she&#8217;s come home but wake up only to realize it was a dream.  I still have two beautiful boys and a &#8216;border&#8217; from a neighboring house,  but my heart aches because my Ginger is not &#8216;home&#8217; like all the others before her who rest in my flower beds.   I can&#8217;t read Buckley&#8217;s Story&#8230;</p>
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