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		<title>One of those parenting moments</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My son&#8217;s first experience with a sleep-over camp several years ago wasn’t good. Away for a week in the north country of New Hampshire, not knowing anyone, camping in a tent, and living on peanut butter sandwiches, he was desperately homesick.
So I carried an unspoken trepidation as we drove up and dropped him off at [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://begrateful.info/?p=302</link>
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		<title>Father&#8217;s Day</title>
		<description><![CDATA[While it&#8217;s supposed to be my day, when my children express appreciation for my role as father, I feel more comfortable expressing my own gratitude for them and the gifts they give me every day.
Andrea, now entering her senior year, has developed into such a kind and compassionate human being. She&#8217;s bright and works hard, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://begrateful.info/?p=290</link>
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		<title>Coincidence</title>
		<description><![CDATA[From time to time, you bump into someone totally unexpectedly, in a most unlikely place. You would swear it couldn&#8217;t happen — except that it does, often enough that the surprise, ironically, isn&#8217;t really a surprise.
Tuesday evening I flew from Boston to London, the first leg of a quick trip to Sweden. Coincidentally, my former [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://begrateful.info/?p=280</link>
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		<title>Sacrifice</title>
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I went downtown this morning to watch the Memorial Day parade. I thought it appropriate, even necessary, to commemorate the service of so many men and women who have worn the uniform and taken the oath to defend the country and the U.S. Constitution. Tears welled in my eyes several times, especially seeing parade watchers [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://begrateful.info/?p=269</link>
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		<title>Another deck moment</title>
		<description><![CDATA[No better than this: Blue sky, green leaves, warm sun, chorus of birds. Stealing a few moments just to be.
I recall a minister who preached on our propensity to be doing all the time. She noted our self worth is defined by how much we accomplish, reflected by too many e-mails, too many business trips, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://begrateful.info/?p=256</link>
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		<title>A few quiet moments</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Capping a long week,
I settle into a chair on the deck
and close my eyes.
The warmth of the afternoon sun
plays tag with a dry, cool breeze
across my face.
Drifting.
The birch rustle gently,
occasionally overpowered by
the wind mimicking the surf,
pushing through the pine branches.
How many different bird calls?
One playful, one incessant, one urgent.
A car going through the neighborhood,
now a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://begrateful.info/?p=242</link>
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		<title>The power of one</title>
		<description><![CDATA[At a time when any one of us can easily feel discouraged and powerless, distraught that our individual voices and actions make no difference — drowned out by lobbyists, large corporations, well-organized special interest groups, and wealthy individuals who amplify their voices with money — along comes Granny D.
At 89, Granny D Haddock walked 3,200 [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://begrateful.info/?p=235</link>
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		<title>Perfect spring day</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Indeed, it was a wonderful spring day in the neighborhood, Mr. Rogers &#151 sunny and warm.
And an unexpected gift.
Planning to be in Europe all next week, I expected to spend a manic weekend packing and catching up around here, after being on the west coast much of last week. Late Thursday, starting to stress, I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://begrateful.info/?p=96</link>
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		<title>Witnessing history</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Not often during a lifetime do you have the opportunity to witness history, that is, an event that is historic and that you are part of. I mean more than watching something on TV. Actually being there.
Last night, as the stroke of midnight ushered in 2010 and a new decade, the door also opened for [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://begrateful.info/?p=4</link>
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		<title>Standing on the shoulders</title>
		<description><![CDATA[90 years ago today, my mother was born. She lived for 86 of those 90 years, a full life with no regrets, fully engaged until the very end. I miss hearing her reflections on the world and sharing my own, yet so very grateful for her influence and the time we had.
Prompted by such memories [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://begrateful.info/?p=5</link>
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