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	<title>Comments on: The &#8220;Daddy&#8221; Post</title>
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	<description>I'm just an Average Jane trying to make my mark in the world. Maybe along the way I'll become a little less average.</description>
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		<title>By: inowpronounceyou</title>
		<link>http://iamaveragejane.wordpress.com/2007/04/04/the-daddy-post/#comment-138</link>
		<dc:creator>inowpronounceyou</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 18:12:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;ve written about my dad before...my relationship with him went the other way; terrible at first and amazing now. I&#039;m sorry to read this, but I loved the note you ended on.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve written about my dad before&#8230;my relationship with him went the other way; terrible at first and amazing now. I&#8217;m sorry to read this, but I loved the note you ended on.</p>
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		<title>By: Average Jane</title>
		<link>http://iamaveragejane.wordpress.com/2007/04/04/the-daddy-post/#comment-137</link>
		<dc:creator>Average Jane</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 15:57:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Knowing that all of you not only appreciate my experience, but know my experience... have lived it... well, it just makes me feel so much more at peace. We are not our parents. We are a product of them and all they have given up for us, all they have given us, and all they still have to give. They are our past, our present, and our future. But they are not us. We have the power to be more than they are... more than they had the opportunity to be. Thanks for all the kind words.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Knowing that all of you not only appreciate my experience, but know my experience&#8230; have lived it&#8230; well, it just makes me feel so much more at peace. We are not our parents. We are a product of them and all they have given up for us, all they have given us, and all they still have to give. They are our past, our present, and our future. But they are not us. We have the power to be more than they are&#8230; more than they had the opportunity to be. Thanks for all the kind words.</p>
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		<title>By: Jo</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 14:25:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautifully said. My father&#039;s opinion means so much to me and I don&#039;t even realize it until I&#039;m standing there telling him something and feeling 13. I was the opposite way with him. When I was young we&#039;d fight to the point of getting in each other&#039;s faces and yelling. Now we get along beautifully. It&#039;s weird how that happens.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautifully said. My father&#8217;s opinion means so much to me and I don&#8217;t even realize it until I&#8217;m standing there telling him something and feeling 13. I was the opposite way with him. When I was young we&#8217;d fight to the point of getting in each other&#8217;s faces and yelling. Now we get along beautifully. It&#8217;s weird how that happens.</p>
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		<title>By: carrie m</title>
		<link>http://iamaveragejane.wordpress.com/2007/04/04/the-daddy-post/#comment-135</link>
		<dc:creator>carrie m</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 14:16:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>fathers and daughters have such a weird relationship. Parents can be tricky in general, but it seems like fathers and daughters are especially interesting.  The times when I feel the most comfortable with my dad is when we&#039;re watching some sort of sports event.  I feel better when his fiancee is there to be a buffer. Not because we don&#039;t get along, but I just can&#039;t talk to him the way I talk to even my stepdad.  I have no point here. Beautiful post.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>fathers and daughters have such a weird relationship. Parents can be tricky in general, but it seems like fathers and daughters are especially interesting.  The times when I feel the most comfortable with my dad is when we&#8217;re watching some sort of sports event.  I feel better when his fiancee is there to be a buffer. Not because we don&#8217;t get along, but I just can&#8217;t talk to him the way I talk to even my stepdad.  I have no point here. Beautiful post.</p>
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		<title>By: Helen Skor</title>
		<link>http://iamaveragejane.wordpress.com/2007/04/04/the-daddy-post/#comment-134</link>
		<dc:creator>Helen Skor</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 22:10:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My life with my father . . . you just summed it up in a few short paragraphs. And for all the  analysis I&#039;ve done over the years of why my relationship with my dad has never been great (although some times have been better than others), I&#039;ve reached the same conclusion as you: we are too much alike to get along. And like you, I&#039;ve realized that I have to do something about it while I&#039;m still young enough to change. But I still love him with all my heart, even though his emotional absence has hurt me over and over again through the years. 

Good luck to you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My life with my father . . . you just summed it up in a few short paragraphs. And for all the  analysis I&#8217;ve done over the years of why my relationship with my dad has never been great (although some times have been better than others), I&#8217;ve reached the same conclusion as you: we are too much alike to get along. And like you, I&#8217;ve realized that I have to do something about it while I&#8217;m still young enough to change. But I still love him with all my heart, even though his emotional absence has hurt me over and over again through the years. </p>
<p>Good luck to you.</p>
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		<title>By: Kristin</title>
		<link>http://iamaveragejane.wordpress.com/2007/04/04/the-daddy-post/#comment-133</link>
		<dc:creator>Kristin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 19:42:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I like my dad. We get along well, but he&#039;s not even remotely paternal. I cannot imagine seeking his approval or his help for anything other than what one might expect from a friend she doesn&#039;t see all that often. I&#039;ve never really felt like I had a &quot;dad.&quot; I suppose I still don&#039;t.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I like my dad. We get along well, but he&#8217;s not even remotely paternal. I cannot imagine seeking his approval or his help for anything other than what one might expect from a friend she doesn&#8217;t see all that often. I&#8217;ve never really felt like I had a &#8220;dad.&#8221; I suppose I still don&#8217;t.</p>
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		<title>By: I-66</title>
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		<dc:creator>I-66</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 11:55:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My relationship with my father has fallen apart over the last 10 or 11 years so much it&#039;s sad. I&#039;m about as empathetic as I can be here.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My relationship with my father has fallen apart over the last 10 or 11 years so much it&#8217;s sad. I&#8217;m about as empathetic as I can be here.</p>
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		<title>By: Winter</title>
		<link>http://iamaveragejane.wordpress.com/2007/04/04/the-daddy-post/#comment-131</link>
		<dc:creator>Winter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 19:36:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can relate, the only time my Dad and I ever really connected is when I played basketball in school. 

Now that I&#039;m older things are different.

Good luck.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can relate, the only time my Dad and I ever really connected is when I played basketball in school. </p>
<p>Now that I&#8217;m older things are different.</p>
<p>Good luck.</p>
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