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		<title>By: Kathy</title>
		<link>http://sumijoti.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/16-weeks/#comment-1095</link>
		<dc:creator>Kathy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 15:51:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When my 4-year old niece Kyra died, we had a memorial service for her that included the kids from her small, in-home preschool.

We let each child choose one of Kyra&#039;s things to keep as a keepsake of her.

Kyra&#039;s best friend Molly took Kyra&#039;s purple fleece blanket, which was with her before and during her entire illness.

As 4-year old Molly wrapped herself up in Kyra&#039;s blanket, she said, &quot;I&#039;m not crying on the outside but I&#039;m crying on the inside.&quot;

And that&#039;s just how grief is.  Life stops for no one individual or personal Armageddon.  We&#039;re not crying on the outside but we&#039;re crying on the inside, at least some of the time.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When my 4-year old niece Kyra died, we had a memorial service for her that included the kids from her small, in-home preschool.</p>
<p>We let each child choose one of Kyra&#8217;s things to keep as a keepsake of her.</p>
<p>Kyra&#8217;s best friend Molly took Kyra&#8217;s purple fleece blanket, which was with her before and during her entire illness.</p>
<p>As 4-year old Molly wrapped herself up in Kyra&#8217;s blanket, she said, &#8220;I&#8217;m not crying on the outside but I&#8217;m crying on the inside.&#8221;</p>
<p>And that&#8217;s just how grief is.  Life stops for no one individual or personal Armageddon.  We&#8217;re not crying on the outside but we&#8217;re crying on the inside, at least some of the time.</p>
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		<title>By: trinisita</title>
		<link>http://sumijoti.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/16-weeks/#comment-1094</link>
		<dc:creator>trinisita</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 14:27:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I deliberately listened to &quot;Cinderella&quot; this morning so that I could feel just an inch of the pain that your family and the Chapman family are going through...as with Job, I can only say, that God knew He could entrust you with it...&quot;Father, wrap Your arms around the grieving today. Give them a glimpse of their loved ones that will bring joy and comfort..thank You..In Jesus Name, Amen.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I deliberately listened to &#8220;Cinderella&#8221; this morning so that I could feel just an inch of the pain that your family and the Chapman family are going through&#8230;as with Job, I can only say, that God knew He could entrust you with it&#8230;&#8221;Father, wrap Your arms around the grieving today. Give them a glimpse of their loved ones that will bring joy and comfort..thank You..In Jesus Name, Amen.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: mybloggerings</title>
		<link>http://sumijoti.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/16-weeks/#comment-1092</link>
		<dc:creator>mybloggerings</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 17:37:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I decided to visit your blog.  You commented on mine.  I spent a long time reading over your blog and hearing the story of your little girl.  I am sad for you.  I often times have a hard time understanding how one moves on after such tragedy.  I have 3 kids, my youngest will be 2 soon.  I can&#039;t imagine what I would do if I lost him or the girls.  And I&#039;m amazed at how much strength and courage you have.  I&#039;ve lost a dad and a brother to suicide, but I have never lost a child.  It has to be one of the hardest things to ever deal with.  But in another sense, I&#039;m grateful you have Jesus.  What would we do without Jesus?  He holds us when we feel so small.  He lifts us up out of the ashes.  He turns our sorrow into joy.  And most of all, He feels our pain too.  

Give yourself time to heal.  It isn&#039;t wrong to mourn someone that you loved so dear.  My dad died 18 years ago when I was just a little girl and I still mourn him.  It isn&#039;t wrong to cry or miss the people in our lives that were once here.  We have to mourn what could have been, yet look ahead because we know we&#039;ll be with them again.  

God bless you this day and peace be with you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I decided to visit your blog.  You commented on mine.  I spent a long time reading over your blog and hearing the story of your little girl.  I am sad for you.  I often times have a hard time understanding how one moves on after such tragedy.  I have 3 kids, my youngest will be 2 soon.  I can&#8217;t imagine what I would do if I lost him or the girls.  And I&#8217;m amazed at how much strength and courage you have.  I&#8217;ve lost a dad and a brother to suicide, but I have never lost a child.  It has to be one of the hardest things to ever deal with.  But in another sense, I&#8217;m grateful you have Jesus.  What would we do without Jesus?  He holds us when we feel so small.  He lifts us up out of the ashes.  He turns our sorrow into joy.  And most of all, He feels our pain too.  </p>
<p>Give yourself time to heal.  It isn&#8217;t wrong to mourn someone that you loved so dear.  My dad died 18 years ago when I was just a little girl and I still mourn him.  It isn&#8217;t wrong to cry or miss the people in our lives that were once here.  We have to mourn what could have been, yet look ahead because we know we&#8217;ll be with them again.  </p>
<p>God bless you this day and peace be with you.</p>
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		<title>By: Susan Dyar</title>
		<link>http://sumijoti.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/16-weeks/#comment-1090</link>
		<dc:creator>Susan Dyar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 14:38:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sumi,
I just found your blog through Leann&#039;s &quot;Widow&#039;s&quot; blog and wanted you to know how very sorry I am about your daughter.  I cannot begin to understand your pain, but I admire your willingness to share and your faith in God.

On July 20, I will face the one-year mark since my husband left Earth for Heaven.  I would not attempt to give anyone advice on grieving but I will say something you already know...&quot;God is good.  All the time.&quot;

Blessings,
Susan</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sumi,<br />
I just found your blog through Leann&#8217;s &#8220;Widow&#8217;s&#8221; blog and wanted you to know how very sorry I am about your daughter.  I cannot begin to understand your pain, but I admire your willingness to share and your faith in God.</p>
<p>On July 20, I will face the one-year mark since my husband left Earth for Heaven.  I would not attempt to give anyone advice on grieving but I will say something you already know&#8230;&#8221;God is good.  All the time.&#8221;</p>
<p>Blessings,<br />
Susan</p>
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		<title>By: Bobbie</title>
		<link>http://sumijoti.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/16-weeks/#comment-1089</link>
		<dc:creator>Bobbie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 14:37:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I still have not touched the perfume and lotion I use to wear all the time for JT. I wore it so that he knew who I was.  For when he was really little and in the incubator.  I wore it until the day that he passed away.  I haven&#039;t touched it.  I understand completely.  

I went to Kroger to get his carnations for his funeral.  Well, I wanted blue and orange.  The lady at the floral shop was very helpful she said we could just make some and spray painted them for me.  She said they were beautiful and asked what they were for.  I told her just let the whole long story come out.  She was very understanding.  She told me that she would be praying for me and that any time I needed an orange or blue carnation to come see her and for the last year, she always has some waiting for me and hug to go with it.  

As I was walking through Kroger though I remember just looking around going do these people not understand??? My baby is gone!  How can they just be so happy and not care???  

Thank you so much for sharing heart so openly with us.  It is a blessing to many.   I know you have helped me immensely.  As I am still struggling.  And just to see God&#039;s light emitting from your posts in this time of tragedy is just awe inspiring.   It gives me hope.   Thank you so much!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I still have not touched the perfume and lotion I use to wear all the time for JT. I wore it so that he knew who I was.  For when he was really little and in the incubator.  I wore it until the day that he passed away.  I haven&#8217;t touched it.  I understand completely.  </p>
<p>I went to Kroger to get his carnations for his funeral.  Well, I wanted blue and orange.  The lady at the floral shop was very helpful she said we could just make some and spray painted them for me.  She said they were beautiful and asked what they were for.  I told her just let the whole long story come out.  She was very understanding.  She told me that she would be praying for me and that any time I needed an orange or blue carnation to come see her and for the last year, she always has some waiting for me and hug to go with it.  </p>
<p>As I was walking through Kroger though I remember just looking around going do these people not understand??? My baby is gone!  How can they just be so happy and not care???  </p>
<p>Thank you so much for sharing heart so openly with us.  It is a blessing to many.   I know you have helped me immensely.  As I am still struggling.  And just to see God&#8217;s light emitting from your posts in this time of tragedy is just awe inspiring.   It gives me hope.   Thank you so much!</p>
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		<title>By: Barbra-Sue</title>
		<link>http://sumijoti.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/16-weeks/#comment-1088</link>
		<dc:creator>Barbra-Sue</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 22:42:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I had similar thoughts about the world still buzzing about me when I went through my loss...

hugs to you dear friend...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had similar thoughts about the world still buzzing about me when I went through my loss&#8230;</p>
<p>hugs to you dear friend&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Maria</title>
		<link>http://sumijoti.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/16-weeks/#comment-1087</link>
		<dc:creator>Maria</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 10:55:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow. Thank you for coming to comment on my journal.

Yes, our situations are different, but in no way do I doubt that you feel the same loss, the same sense of fear and doubt that I have felt.

And you have Jesus!

Today is a month for me, and God finally seems to be listening. But I am seeking Him out. I am searching for Him, and through your journal, I can see that He is softly speaking to me! Thank you for being so..open to His work! It must be terribly hard to surrender, but just know that you are sowing wonderful seed, even in my measly life!

The Habbakuk verse is second time I&#039;ve seen it today. I needed it, and I realize that God still has plans for me. Even though I feel like you, that I can&#039;t understand how the world can keep going on, while my life feels like it has ended. It has. I am no longer the woman I was a month ago. My future is different, but it is not over.

You have blessed me. Thank you! I hope I am able to bless you and other people the way you have today. God bless you - you are in my prayers (and when I say I pray for you, I mean it!)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow. Thank you for coming to comment on my journal.</p>
<p>Yes, our situations are different, but in no way do I doubt that you feel the same loss, the same sense of fear and doubt that I have felt.</p>
<p>And you have Jesus!</p>
<p>Today is a month for me, and God finally seems to be listening. But I am seeking Him out. I am searching for Him, and through your journal, I can see that He is softly speaking to me! Thank you for being so..open to His work! It must be terribly hard to surrender, but just know that you are sowing wonderful seed, even in my measly life!</p>
<p>The Habbakuk verse is second time I&#8217;ve seen it today. I needed it, and I realize that God still has plans for me. Even though I feel like you, that I can&#8217;t understand how the world can keep going on, while my life feels like it has ended. It has. I am no longer the woman I was a month ago. My future is different, but it is not over.</p>
<p>You have blessed me. Thank you! I hope I am able to bless you and other people the way you have today. God bless you &#8211; you are in my prayers (and when I say I pray for you, I mean it!)</p>
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		<title>By: Rach</title>
		<link>http://sumijoti.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/16-weeks/#comment-1084</link>
		<dc:creator>Rach</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 03:16:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, Sumi, I do get it.  Did I ever mention finding hair in one of Hannah&#039;s hair doodles and pulling out the baby-fine threads to keep?  It&#039;s strange the things that become precious after a loss.  

Prayers and HUGS, Sumi!
Rachael</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, Sumi, I do get it.  Did I ever mention finding hair in one of Hannah&#8217;s hair doodles and pulling out the baby-fine threads to keep?  It&#8217;s strange the things that become precious after a loss.  </p>
<p>Prayers and HUGS, Sumi!<br />
Rachael</p>
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		<title>By: Christa</title>
		<link>http://sumijoti.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/16-weeks/#comment-1083</link>
		<dc:creator>Christa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 22:20:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I came across your site from another, and I just wanted to say that I am praying.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I came across your site from another, and I just wanted to say that I am praying.</p>
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		<title>By: Emily</title>
		<link>http://sumijoti.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/16-weeks/#comment-1082</link>
		<dc:creator>Emily</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 20:23:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh Sumi.  Your blog is more than just a place where people come to help carry your burdens, it is also a place where some of us come to have our own burdens validated.  So much of what you say resonates with me and it helps me, too, to know how to pray for you, as I go back in my mind to the place on the timeline of my own grief where you are now.  No loss is the same.  No ache is the same.  And yet, the Lord who slowly but surely heals them all is precisely the same, yesterday, today, and forever.

And for what it&#039;s worth, &quot;It makes me happy.&quot; You know, hearing that the joy of Jenna&#039;s life is still outweighing the sorrow of her absence in your home.

God is still God and He is still good. 

Thanks for being you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Sumi.  Your blog is more than just a place where people come to help carry your burdens, it is also a place where some of us come to have our own burdens validated.  So much of what you say resonates with me and it helps me, too, to know how to pray for you, as I go back in my mind to the place on the timeline of my own grief where you are now.  No loss is the same.  No ache is the same.  And yet, the Lord who slowly but surely heals them all is precisely the same, yesterday, today, and forever.</p>
<p>And for what it&#8217;s worth, &#8220;It makes me happy.&#8221; You know, hearing that the joy of Jenna&#8217;s life is still outweighing the sorrow of her absence in your home.</p>
<p>God is still God and He is still good. </p>
<p>Thanks for being you.</p>
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