<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><entry xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719571.post-110261828433085084</id><published>2004-12-09T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:02:13.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad</title><content type='html'>As some of you know, my dad is very sick right now.  My absence from writing is a combination of the holidays and dealing with family issues right now.  Even this post isn't the post I want to make - but it's all I can do in the 30 seconds I have right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've all been tremendously supportive and encouraging and the depths of my appreciation can't begin to be told in this 30 second time spot - so, for now, just know I'm here.  I'm okay.  I'm just a little overwhelmed with this "Dad Stuff."  Some days I can't stop crying, other days, well, other days I guess all I can say is, I cry less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in a very holiday happy spirit.  I'm tired.  I haven't bought a single gift.  No tree.  I can't even decide if I should have a tree.  The thing I'm looking the most forward to is the possibility of having my niece and nephew here to visit for a week or so after Christmas. They bring me great joy and honestly that's the only Christmas gift I want right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, see, I'm over my 30 seconds and haven't even gotten past if I should put up a tree or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back. And thanks for being here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719571-110261828433085084?l=deepthoughtsfuzzymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepthoughtsfuzzymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/110261828433085084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719571&amp;postID=110261828433085084' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719571/posts/default/110261828433085084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719571/posts/default/110261828433085084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtsfuzzymemories.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-dad.html' title='My Dad'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468282100176801806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15971652298030907018'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry>