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	<description>Where the true meanings are hiding</description>
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		<title>Comment on I wish him well by Andrew Pelt</title>
		<link>http://clarinetteblog.net/2008/12/i-wish-him-well/#comment-13148</link>
		<dc:creator>Andrew Pelt</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2012 10:08:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Another very entertaining post. Ive been reading through some of your posts and finally decided to drop a comment on this one. Please feel free to visit my site &lt;a href=&quot;http://starfloweroil.org&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Starflower Oil&lt;/A&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Another very entertaining post. Ive been reading through some of your posts and finally decided to drop a comment on this one. Please feel free to visit my site <a href="http://starfloweroil.org" rel="nofollow">Starflower Oil</a></p>
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		<title>Comment on crazy, foolish, &#8230; Love. by me</title>
		<link>http://clarinetteblog.net/2012/02/crazy-foolish-love/#comment-13134</link>
		<dc:creator>me</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2012 09:13:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is a test, the comments work fine now</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is a test, the comments work fine now</p>
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		<title>Comment on Summer fever, part 1 by Between the lines &#187; The lion and the giraffe</title>
		<link>http://clarinetteblog.net/2008/06/summer-fever-part-1/#comment-13126</link>
		<dc:creator>Between the lines &#187; The lion and the giraffe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2011 20:34:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] know how crazy I can be, I have found these two old posts about the adventure in question: part I  part II  Share on Facebook Buzz it up Tweet about it Buzz it up Tell a [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] know how crazy I can be, I have found these two old posts about the adventure in question: part I  part II  Share on Facebook Buzz it up Tweet about it Buzz it up Tell a [...]</p>
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		<title>Comment on If you read me by Sabrina</title>
		<link>http://clarinetteblog.net/2011/06/if-you-read-me/#comment-12786</link>
		<dc:creator>Sabrina</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2011 20:01:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you so much for your beautiful letter, which I have re-posted as requested. Thank you for taking part; I hope Hoder will be able to read all of our letters soon.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you so much for your beautiful letter, which I have re-posted as requested. Thank you for taking part; I hope Hoder will be able to read all of our letters soon.</p>
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		<title>Comment on My Billy by clarinette</title>
		<link>http://clarinetteblog.net/2008/04/my-billy/#comment-69</link>
		<dc:creator>clarinette</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 08:42:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey uchenaya_belka! Thanks for the link. It&#039;s true that we sometimes have to close some doors in order to move on, for our own sanity. The question is which doors have to be closed and when? :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey uchenaya_belka! Thanks for the link. It&#8217;s true that we sometimes have to close some doors in order to move on, for our own sanity. The question is which doors have to be closed and when? :-)</p>
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		<title>Comment on My Billy by uchenaya_belka</title>
		<link>http://clarinetteblog.net/2008/04/my-billy/#comment-68</link>
		<dc:creator>uchenaya_belka</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 17:59:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You reminded me on this New York Times article that got me thinking a lot a few weeks back... In my case, it&#039;s the doors to my ex-life in my ex-country that I do not want to close, and little by little I am realizing that this doesn&#039;t let me build a happy life for myself in the place where I am now. 
&quot;The Advantages of Closing a Few Doors&quot;
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/02/26/science/26tier.html?_r=1&amp;em&amp;ex=1204434000&amp;en=2ed3c327ef3d4df4&amp;ei=5087%0A&amp;oref=slogin</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You reminded me on this New York Times article that got me thinking a lot a few weeks back&#8230; In my case, it&#8217;s the doors to my ex-life in my ex-country that I do not want to close, and little by little I am realizing that this doesn&#8217;t let me build a happy life for myself in the place where I am now.<br />
&#8220;The Advantages of Closing a Few Doors&#8221;<br />
<a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/02/26/science/26tier.html?_r=1&#038;em&#038;ex=1204434000&#038;en=2ed3c327ef3d4df4&#038;ei=5087&#038;oref=slogin" rel="nofollow">http://www.nytimes.com/2008/02/26/science/26tier.html?_r=1&#038;em&#038;ex=1204434000&#038;en=2ed3c327ef3d4df4&#038;ei=5087&#038;oref=slogin</a></p>
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		<title>Comment on My first book by uchenaya_belka</title>
		<link>http://clarinetteblog.net/2008/03/my-first-book/#comment-60</link>
		<dc:creator>uchenaya_belka</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 16:55:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow! I am impressed! Congratulations!..</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow! I am impressed! Congratulations!..</p>
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		<title>Comment on Where did I put my cheese? by uchenaya_belka</title>
		<link>http://clarinetteblog.net/2008/04/where-did-i-put-my-cheese/#comment-59</link>
		<dc:creator>uchenaya_belka</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 16:33:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I hear you. I think I understand. My parents are younger than yours, but 10-15 years older than my friends&#039; and my husband&#039;s. I&#039;ve been noticing for a while that whenever we talk about our future and where we&#039;d like to live, etc.,  I&#039;m much more concerned about what will happen when my parents need care... I do not have brothers or sisters, just an aunt who does not do very well herself and her son who (at least for far) has been very young and clueless :) So I feel that it&#039;s my and only my responsibility, and I try to sooth the feeling of guilt by reminding myself that if I govern my life by what&#039;s best for my parents, then the cycle of life will not make sense... the purpose of chinldren&#039;s exsistance should not be as limited as taking care of their parents... I try to focus on the positive: how lucky we are in our times that people live so long, and that we can enjoy the company of our parents for a long time even after we become adults.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hear you. I think I understand. My parents are younger than yours, but 10-15 years older than my friends&#8217; and my husband&#8217;s. I&#8217;ve been noticing for a while that whenever we talk about our future and where we&#8217;d like to live, etc.,  I&#8217;m much more concerned about what will happen when my parents need care&#8230; I do not have brothers or sisters, just an aunt who does not do very well herself and her son who (at least for far) has been very young and clueless :) So I feel that it&#8217;s my and only my responsibility, and I try to sooth the feeling of guilt by reminding myself that if I govern my life by what&#8217;s best for my parents, then the cycle of life will not make sense&#8230; the purpose of chinldren&#8217;s exsistance should not be as limited as taking care of their parents&#8230; I try to focus on the positive: how lucky we are in our times that people live so long, and that we can enjoy the company of our parents for a long time even after we become adults.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Where did I put my cheese? by RS</title>
		<link>http://clarinetteblog.net/2008/04/where-did-i-put-my-cheese/#comment-55</link>
		<dc:creator>RS</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 11:15:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have sometimes the same feelings. I am imaging scenarios in my mind about the death of my parents, how, when, who will take care of her/him and all those crazy questions. I do not like at all to go back to Iran where my parents are living and that make me even crazier seeing myself as a selfish person. Usually at those moments I stop thinking emotional and trying to justify my decisions for leaving Iran. Living now in a country where the expatriate work force is three times higher than its local population, it is not difficult for me to find friends and colleagues who are in the same situation. I try to see the routine of nature, the inevitableness of fate and I try to remind myself that just a little bit of faith will make things go well…</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have sometimes the same feelings. I am imaging scenarios in my mind about the death of my parents, how, when, who will take care of her/him and all those crazy questions. I do not like at all to go back to Iran where my parents are living and that make me even crazier seeing myself as a selfish person. Usually at those moments I stop thinking emotional and trying to justify my decisions for leaving Iran. Living now in a country where the expatriate work force is three times higher than its local population, it is not difficult for me to find friends and colleagues who are in the same situation. I try to see the routine of nature, the inevitableness of fate and I try to remind myself that just a little bit of faith will make things go well…</p>
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		<title>Comment on It&#8217;s great to be back by beakie</title>
		<link>http://clarinetteblog.net/2008/03/its-great-to-be-back/#comment-49</link>
		<dc:creator>beakie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 16:53:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>welcome back !</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>welcome back !</p>
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