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	<title>Comments on: Invitation to Rebecca&#8217;s Front Porch</title>
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		<title>By: Aunt Bebe</title>
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		<dc:creator>Aunt Bebe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 04:06:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I just needed to tell you how very much I treasure the time I spend with Vivi, Caro and Necie.  My husband passed away 3 years ago from a malignant brain tumor, and we struggled as a family with his illness for 3 years before his passing.  He was a wonderful man when he was well, but the tumor, treatments and surgeries changed him, and ultimately he deteriorated to someone almost unrecognizeable to me or my children.  This struggle, and the struggle that followed with his passing was ugly, painful and left us scarred and beaten.
I have not always been the best parent in these last 6 years, certainly not by the strict standards of some of my Christian friends and my old-fashioned Catholic mother-in-law.  But I have tried my very best and loved my children to the point it hurts and fills me with indescribable joy simultaneoously.
When I read their conversations in Ya-Yas In Bloom, I see myself.  The conversations with Vivi and Caro made me laugh!  I saw so much of my own life reflected in the pages.  I felt a sense of confirmation that I would be fine, that I am fine and that my children will survive this and thrive.
I relied so very much on my Lady when things were so difficult.  I knew she understood how it felt to know someone you loved would die, and you could not stop it, you had to suffer it in silence.  You see, my husband refused to accept that his illness was terminal, so I could not share my pain or grief until the very end.  She knows the strength it takes and shares it with us.
Thank you for sharing these wonderful Ya-Yas with us.  I feel they are dear friends to me.  They give me confidence that I can continue to endure what may come, and that I must always make Joy, and seek to find the Joy in this life.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just needed to tell you how very much I treasure the time I spend with Vivi, Caro and Necie.  My husband passed away 3 years ago from a malignant brain tumor, and we struggled as a family with his illness for 3 years before his passing.  He was a wonderful man when he was well, but the tumor, treatments and surgeries changed him, and ultimately he deteriorated to someone almost unrecognizeable to me or my children.  This struggle, and the struggle that followed with his passing was ugly, painful and left us scarred and beaten.<br />
I have not always been the best parent in these last 6 years, certainly not by the strict standards of some of my Christian friends and my old-fashioned Catholic mother-in-law.  But I have tried my very best and loved my children to the point it hurts and fills me with indescribable joy simultaneoously.<br />
When I read their conversations in Ya-Yas In Bloom, I see myself.  The conversations with Vivi and Caro made me laugh!  I saw so much of my own life reflected in the pages.  I felt a sense of confirmation that I would be fine, that I am fine and that my children will survive this and thrive.<br />
I relied so very much on my Lady when things were so difficult.  I knew she understood how it felt to know someone you loved would die, and you could not stop it, you had to suffer it in silence.  You see, my husband refused to accept that his illness was terminal, so I could not share my pain or grief until the very end.  She knows the strength it takes and shares it with us.<br />
Thank you for sharing these wonderful Ya-Yas with us.  I feel they are dear friends to me.  They give me confidence that I can continue to endure what may come, and that I must always make Joy, and seek to find the Joy in this life.</p>
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		<title>By: Sidonie Thomas McDaniel</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sidonie Thomas McDaniel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 15:13:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Rebecca:  Don&#039;t know if you remember me.....I&#039;m a friend of Eileen&#039;s and Virginia Provosty&#039;s cousin.  I met you several times &quot;back in the day&quot;, mostly when I lived over on West Parker near LSU..... But wanted to send you a message to say that I just finished Calla Lily (also read your others) sitting out on my balcony in Alex. this morning, in one of the first mornings possible to do so due to the heat of the last several months!! I&#039;ve been meaning to let you know how your writing reaches down deep somewhere in my soul and touches the magic of Louisiana that only those who really know it can understand, but that others can only envy and imagine.  I love your writing and find myself needing to reread certain lines that touch my spirit.  Just want you to know how much I have enjoyed your books and want to encourage you to continue weaving your magic through the written word!  Sending you love and admiration from the heart of LA!  Sid</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rebecca:  Don&#8217;t know if you remember me&#8230;..I&#8217;m a friend of Eileen&#8217;s and Virginia Provosty&#8217;s cousin.  I met you several times &#8220;back in the day&#8221;, mostly when I lived over on West Parker near LSU&#8230;.. But wanted to send you a message to say that I just finished Calla Lily (also read your others) sitting out on my balcony in Alex. this morning, in one of the first mornings possible to do so due to the heat of the last several months!! I&#8217;ve been meaning to let you know how your writing reaches down deep somewhere in my soul and touches the magic of Louisiana that only those who really know it can understand, but that others can only envy and imagine.  I love your writing and find myself needing to reread certain lines that touch my spirit.  Just want you to know how much I have enjoyed your books and want to encourage you to continue weaving your magic through the written word!  Sending you love and admiration from the heart of LA!  Sid</p>
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