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	<title>Patrick Sawyer, Beloved</title>
	<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com</link>
	<description>Memorial Site for Patrick Sawyer</description>
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		<title>To My Patrick</title>
		<description>My Patrick.  My dear, dear Patrick.  My forever mine Patrick.

Why am I writing a letter to my dead husband?!!!  Dead--such a hard word to even use in connection with you, with us, with what we could have been, with what we wanted to be.

DEAD.  My God!!  NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

But YES.

I told myself ...</description>
		<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com/?p=530</link>
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		<title>From Kelly, Reflections</title>
		<description>July 16, 2009

 


Nancy and I went for a walk in the woods this morning. We talked and grieved and remembered. A year ago today her life, my life, that of my family and the lives of some of my closest friends irrevocably changed. At 7:15 in the morning on ...</description>
		<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com/?p=526</link>
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		<title>One Year</title>
		<description>One year.  One whole year!  We have come full circle.  We have experienced all the holidays, all the birthdays, all the seasons, all the newnesses that a full year can bring.

All without Pat.  Patrick--my husband, our Papa, our uncle, our brother, our son, our friend, our mentor, our coach, our ...</description>
		<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com/?p=523</link>
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		<title>Now and Forever</title>
		<description>I'm slowly, agonizingly starting to accept that the physical Pat and the dynamics of our growing relationship are done.  The here and now with my Patrick is over.  We had a beginning and an end.

But I am continuing.  And who I am now is forever immersed and entangled within the ...</description>
		<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com/?p=520</link>
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		<title>Happy Birthday!</title>
		<description>Happy birthday, Pat.  We miss you. </description>
		<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com/?p=517</link>
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		<title>Six Months</title>
		<description>Six months have passed since Pat died.  Half a year.

How have I been living without him for so long?!

The last month has been so up and down for me.  I tried to ignore the holidays, let them just slip by unnoticed while I hide out in my room.  Fortunately, my ...</description>
		<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com/?p=511</link>
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		<title>Driving</title>
		<description>Today, my sister Mary took Daniel and me to the license bureau so Daniel could get his driver's education permit (yes, I am that old).

The last time I was at the license bureau was this past August, a few weeks after Pat died.  I had to sign Pat off of ...</description>
		<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com/?p=500</link>
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		<title>Cold!</title>
		<description>11:54 p.m.

Note to self:
Next new winter widow I meet is going to get an electric blanket for her bed from me!
Thanks, Mom.

Pat was always so warm.  Piled-on blankets just don't do it for me. </description>
		<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com/?p=498</link>
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		<title>The Beauty of Now</title>
		<description>Look your last at all things lovely every hour.  ~Walter de la Mare

I feel as though I've been to the depths of life and tasted its core.  Having been there, how do I now continue on with the inanities of living?  Having been there, have I discovered the answers to ...</description>
		<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com/?p=486</link>
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		<title>Where To Now?</title>
		<description>I've just spent 17 years working at my dream of being married and having a family.  It's funny--I spent all my young life planning for college, career, marriage, children.  I had specific goals, and looking back, I believe I accomplished them just as I had always envisioned.

But, I never had ...</description>
		<link>http://www.patrick.sawyersweb.com/?p=482</link>
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