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	<title>Comments on: Lights Will Guide You Home</title>
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	<description>tonight we drink to youth.</description>
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		<title>By: The Things We Carry</title>
		<link>http://twentyorsomething.com/2009/07/14/lights-will-guide-you-home/comment-page-1/#comment-6464</link>
		<dc:creator>The Things We Carry</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 00:19:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] how many times I try to tell myself otherwise &#8212; it&#8217;s no wonder. Why do we remember and how do we forget? If a lifetime is made up of a thousand days, hours, minutes, and moments, how do certain memories [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] how many times I try to tell myself otherwise &#8212; it&#8217;s no wonder. Why do we remember and how do we forget? If a lifetime is made up of a thousand days, hours, minutes, and moments, how do certain memories [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Finding Courage in the Everyday</title>
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		<dc:creator>Finding Courage in the Everyday</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 16:43:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] It&#8217;s visiting a grandmother in the nursing home, knowing she won&#8217;t be the same person whose memory is held dear. It’s the love of a family and taking care of those closest to [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] It&#8217;s visiting a grandmother in the nursing home, knowing she won&#8217;t be the same person whose memory is held dear. It’s the love of a family and taking care of those closest to [...]</p>
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		<title>By: twenty(or)something &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Letting Go of Yesterday</title>
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		<dc:creator>twenty(or)something &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Letting Go of Yesterday</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 18:10:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] begun to learn, you have to move on. Sometimes, when faced with losses – no matter what kind, no matter when it happens, and no matter the depth of your grief – it&#8217;s hard to reconcile, it takes time. But that [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] begun to learn, you have to move on. Sometimes, when faced with losses – no matter what kind, no matter when it happens, and no matter the depth of your grief – it&#8217;s hard to reconcile, it takes time. But that [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Susan Pogorzelski - admin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Susan Pogorzelski - admin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 23:30:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sam: I don&#039;t even know where to begin, to be honest. This post came out of the blue for me, but I think it&#039;s been something I&#039;ve needed to write about for a very, very long time. While I&#039;m sorry that you can relate, I&#039;m also selfishly really glad for that -- because it helps to have someone who understands completely what it&#039;s like. 

I think most people know what it feels like to see another person change and fade away and maybe even suffer -- through dementia, through illness...And you&#039;re absolutely right in that it doesn&#039;t just affect that person, but that spreads to everyone around them as well. I think that&#039;s the hardest part -- the heartache...it&#039;s contagious. And maybe, sometimes, there&#039;s no cure. And it&#039;s just as hard to watch others struggle with what&#039;s going on as it is to fight to understand it yourself. Like I said, you want to protect everyone, but you can&#039;t. 

Life, as beautiful as it is, can be shaded in harsh realities. My grandmother lived a long and beautiful life, which I think made it easier in the end for everyone to reconcile with her loss. Easier, but never easy.

Sam, I meant for this to be a comment to thank you so much for your understanding and support, but it turned into something else entirely! Thank you. I believe in kindred spirits and I absolutely count you as one of them. Thank you for your friendship, thank you for being there, and thank you for your understanding. I know you get it. And that means everything.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sam: I don&#8217;t even know where to begin, to be honest. This post came out of the blue for me, but I think it&#8217;s been something I&#8217;ve needed to write about for a very, very long time. While I&#8217;m sorry that you can relate, I&#8217;m also selfishly really glad for that &#8212; because it helps to have someone who understands completely what it&#8217;s like. </p>
<p>I think most people know what it feels like to see another person change and fade away and maybe even suffer &#8212; through dementia, through illness&#8230;And you&#8217;re absolutely right in that it doesn&#8217;t just affect that person, but that spreads to everyone around them as well. I think that&#8217;s the hardest part &#8212; the heartache&#8230;it&#8217;s contagious. And maybe, sometimes, there&#8217;s no cure. And it&#8217;s just as hard to watch others struggle with what&#8217;s going on as it is to fight to understand it yourself. Like I said, you want to protect everyone, but you can&#8217;t. </p>
<p>Life, as beautiful as it is, can be shaded in harsh realities. My grandmother lived a long and beautiful life, which I think made it easier in the end for everyone to reconcile with her loss. Easier, but never easy.</p>
<p>Sam, I meant for this to be a comment to thank you so much for your understanding and support, but it turned into something else entirely! Thank you. I believe in kindred spirits and I absolutely count you as one of them. Thank you for your friendship, thank you for being there, and thank you for your understanding. I know you get it. And that means everything.</p>
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		<title>By: Sam</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 16:14:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Susan, this is so beautiful, and I can totally relate. My grandma suffered from dementia, and though I was a little older when she got sick, I witnessed the same progression...I watched her fade away. I think the best thing we can do in tough situations is learn from them, and the lesson you shared is an incredibly powerful one: &quot;People aren’t invincible. And no matter how hard you try to protect them, life and age happens.&quot; 

I could honestly write for hours on this subject, but I think that&#039;s better reserved for a one-on-one conversation. Just know that you&#039;re not alone. Alzheimer&#039;s doesn&#039;t just affect the one who is suffering from it, it also deeply affects that person&#039;s loved ones and it&#039;s hard to understand unless you&#039;ve gone through it yourself. I understand. Wonderful post!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Susan, this is so beautiful, and I can totally relate. My grandma suffered from dementia, and though I was a little older when she got sick, I witnessed the same progression&#8230;I watched her fade away. I think the best thing we can do in tough situations is learn from them, and the lesson you shared is an incredibly powerful one: &#8220;People aren’t invincible. And no matter how hard you try to protect them, life and age happens.&#8221; </p>
<p>I could honestly write for hours on this subject, but I think that&#8217;s better reserved for a one-on-one conversation. Just know that you&#8217;re not alone. Alzheimer&#8217;s doesn&#8217;t just affect the one who is suffering from it, it also deeply affects that person&#8217;s loved ones and it&#8217;s hard to understand unless you&#8217;ve gone through it yourself. I understand. Wonderful post!</p>
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