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	<title>Comments on: In My Father&#8217;s House, Conclusion</title>
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		<title>By: kingdavid</title>
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		<description>Thank you John.  (Genius level writing at it&#039;s best, see Ben&#039;s post if you haven&#039;t already)
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&lt;br /&gt;I can relate to the questions about what really did kill someone you love--the disease or the cure.  My niece, and goddaughter, died of leukemia at age 25.  They found a donor and tried the bone-marrow transplant, but at the end all the chemo and everything else had destroyed her major organs.  The beautiful little girl who use to bounce on my knee was unrecognizable as I went in to say goodbye for the last time.  I sometimes regret ever going in; but, MM and I had taken her to the hospital initially, her parents lived in Vegas, when she had received the first report from the doctor that she had leukemia, and we saw it out to the end.
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&lt;br /&gt;MM and I still have all our parents, but they are late 70&#039;s and early 80&#039;s; this series you&#039;ve put out is a gentle way for us to start preparing our hearts and minds for that time we lose one of them.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you John.  (Genius level writing at it&#8217;s best, see Ben&#8217;s post if you haven&#8217;t already)</p>
<p>I can relate to the questions about what really did kill someone you love&#8211;the disease or the cure.  My niece, and goddaughter, died of leukemia at age 25.  They found a donor and tried the bone-marrow transplant, but at the end all the chemo and everything else had destroyed her major organs.  The beautiful little girl who use to bounce on my knee was unrecognizable as I went in to say goodbye for the last time.  I sometimes regret ever going in; but, MM and I had taken her to the hospital initially, her parents lived in Vegas, when she had received the first report from the doctor that she had leukemia, and we saw it out to the end.</p>
<p>MM and I still have all our parents, but they are late 70&#8242;s and early 80&#8242;s; this series you&#8217;ve put out is a gentle way for us to start preparing our hearts and minds for that time we lose one of them.</p>
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