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		<title>By: "Jay" Brandon</title>
		<link>https://www.davidhoughtonfamily.com/2011/09/13/moving-on/comment-page-1/#comment-1209</link>
		<dc:creator>"Jay" Brandon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2011 16:25:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Linda, here  is wishing you a wonderful trip to Mulege,I want you to have a memorible and fun visit... I know you have a jillian memories of all your trips down there, so enjoy every minute of it ......Wish I could join you, but will be on my own little trip...So Bon Voyage...Enjoy, Love , &quot;JAY&quot;.........</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Linda, here  is wishing you a wonderful trip to Mulege,I want you to have a memorible and fun visit&#8230; I know you have a jillian memories of all your trips down there, so enjoy every minute of it &#8230;&#8230;Wish I could join you, but will be on my own little trip&#8230;So Bon Voyage&#8230;Enjoy, Love , &#8220;JAY&#8221;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Sherry Balow</title>
		<link>https://www.davidhoughtonfamily.com/2011/09/13/moving-on/comment-page-1/#comment-1207</link>
		<dc:creator>Sherry Balow</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2011 18:51:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Bon voyage.  I wonder how many times you said that as the kids ventured off on another adventure?  Well, bon voyage to you dear sister, as you venture off on a healing trip, a visit to a shared memory and shared times that will take you a little farther into the, for lack of a better word, process.  These last few months have been hell-on-earth for you and moving on into yet another facet of this forced discovery, (you&#039;re pulling from your resources here), will ultimately give you strength -- and more strength -- for all of those days that you know are yet-to-come.  I love you -- will miss you -- but know Mulege is as close as the thoughts that keep US connected..   so, bon voyage, see you soon.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bon voyage.  I wonder how many times you said that as the kids ventured off on another adventure?  Well, bon voyage to you dear sister, as you venture off on a healing trip, a visit to a shared memory and shared times that will take you a little farther into the, for lack of a better word, process.  These last few months have been hell-on-earth for you and moving on into yet another facet of this forced discovery, (you&#8217;re pulling from your resources here), will ultimately give you strength &#8212; and more strength &#8212; for all of those days that you know are yet-to-come.  I love you &#8212; will miss you &#8212; but know Mulege is as close as the thoughts that keep US connected..   so, bon voyage, see you soon.</p>
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		<title>By: linda anderson</title>
		<link>https://www.davidhoughtonfamily.com/2011/09/13/moving-on/comment-page-1/#comment-1204</link>
		<dc:creator>linda anderson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2011 14:47:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It is hard to believe or accept that it has been almost three months since our process of our great loss and the healing began.  We have all been through so many cycles of daily living feeling sadness one moment and than a joy of remembering the next.  There has not been a day go by that each one (David, DeDe, Luke and Ryan) have not been in my thoughts.  One of the hardest hurdles to get over is the taking apart of their lovely home that they shared for so many years.  A home that welcomed each of them at special times, starting with David&#039;s purchase to welcoming DeDe as his bride and love and then the doors swinging wide open to welcome each precious little baby boy.  This home offerred them more that a safe haven to rest protected and warm, it was filled with their love of each other and their lives shared.  Every corner has a story to tell and the family is sharing many of them as we daily go through their belongings.  I have never in my life had such a difficult job to do and one that has brought with it so much love.  It saddens me to see the walls lined with bins and boxes and even worse as their no longer needed belonging go out the doors even knowing that they are going to find a home elsewhere with someone that loves them.  I share this because I want you all to know that their presence has been here they have guided my thoughts and actions, the handling of their things has brought back memories that were so deep in my mind because there have always been so many new ones shared throughout the years.  I know that I can live the rest of my life knowing that they are near...I have kept wondering where they are, and what they are doing!  Well, I know I won&#039;t have that answer for quite a few years..but until that time I feel that I have Never been more loved and supported by them.  It was easier when they were here to get the hug or talk to them, now I have to have the help of my blessed memories...but they are still here!

In a few days I am going to test myself again and go to visit another love of their lives in Mulege.  I am looking forward to sitting by the bay and remembering yet more times shared in such a beautiful place.  I will sleep in the apartment (not in a tent on the beach by the bay) that they had planned on me living in since I retired, and I will be sad that they are not their next door.  I will walk carefully on the sand as I walk in the water and be sure to shuffle my feet as the boys taught me to avoid getting stung by the many rays.  I will feel the water surround me and remember the feel of their arms around me.  I will kyack to our pirates coves, but won&#039;t be towing my little pirates in the rubber boat behind me.  But I will be thankful and always remembering.  I will visit their school in town and eat where they ate, and I will remember all of the joy and pleasure they had living there.
I don&#039;t know how to post pictures here so I hope John can find a picture of Mulege to post with this blog, it is a beautiful town with such caring people.  The Houghton family was much loved and admired by so many there and I have heard they are all very saddened and feel this loss also.  I will try to blog updates, I understand there is an internet connection, but if I can&#039;t for some reason, know that I am thinking of all of you and once again want to thank you my many new friends for your loving support to our family.  Always, Linda</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It is hard to believe or accept that it has been almost three months since our process of our great loss and the healing began.  We have all been through so many cycles of daily living feeling sadness one moment and than a joy of remembering the next.  There has not been a day go by that each one (David, DeDe, Luke and Ryan) have not been in my thoughts.  One of the hardest hurdles to get over is the taking apart of their lovely home that they shared for so many years.  A home that welcomed each of them at special times, starting with David&#8217;s purchase to welcoming DeDe as his bride and love and then the doors swinging wide open to welcome each precious little baby boy.  This home offerred them more that a safe haven to rest protected and warm, it was filled with their love of each other and their lives shared.  Every corner has a story to tell and the family is sharing many of them as we daily go through their belongings.  I have never in my life had such a difficult job to do and one that has brought with it so much love.  It saddens me to see the walls lined with bins and boxes and even worse as their no longer needed belonging go out the doors even knowing that they are going to find a home elsewhere with someone that loves them.  I share this because I want you all to know that their presence has been here they have guided my thoughts and actions, the handling of their things has brought back memories that were so deep in my mind because there have always been so many new ones shared throughout the years.  I know that I can live the rest of my life knowing that they are near&#8230;I have kept wondering where they are, and what they are doing!  Well, I know I won&#8217;t have that answer for quite a few years..but until that time I feel that I have Never been more loved and supported by them.  It was easier when they were here to get the hug or talk to them, now I have to have the help of my blessed memories&#8230;but they are still here!</p>
<p>In a few days I am going to test myself again and go to visit another love of their lives in Mulege.  I am looking forward to sitting by the bay and remembering yet more times shared in such a beautiful place.  I will sleep in the apartment (not in a tent on the beach by the bay) that they had planned on me living in since I retired, and I will be sad that they are not their next door.  I will walk carefully on the sand as I walk in the water and be sure to shuffle my feet as the boys taught me to avoid getting stung by the many rays.  I will feel the water surround me and remember the feel of their arms around me.  I will kyack to our pirates coves, but won&#8217;t be towing my little pirates in the rubber boat behind me.  But I will be thankful and always remembering.  I will visit their school in town and eat where they ate, and I will remember all of the joy and pleasure they had living there.<br />
I don&#8217;t know how to post pictures here so I hope John can find a picture of Mulege to post with this blog, it is a beautiful town with such caring people.  The Houghton family was much loved and admired by so many there and I have heard they are all very saddened and feel this loss also.  I will try to blog updates, I understand there is an internet connection, but if I can&#8217;t for some reason, know that I am thinking of all of you and once again want to thank you my many new friends for your loving support to our family.  Always, Linda</p>
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		<title>By: Rebecca Huang</title>
		<link>https://www.davidhoughtonfamily.com/2011/09/13/moving-on/comment-page-1/#comment-1184</link>
		<dc:creator>Rebecca Huang</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2011 04:14:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Linda,
What an incredibly loving and passionate mom, mother-in-law, grandmother you are.  Thank you so much for sharing your feelings and thoughts.  My father died over 10 years ago and when I visit my mom&#039;s home I still enjoy seeing his things right where we left them.   I enjoy seeing his familiar handwriting in his old address books or the smell from his old shirts...don&#039;t know what we&#039;re going to do with them, but can&#039;t seem to throw them out.   When the &quot;things&quot; are so tied with smells and feelings and love and sadness, it is almost too much to ask to decide what to do with them.  Thank you for sharing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Linda,<br />
What an incredibly loving and passionate mom, mother-in-law, grandmother you are.  Thank you so much for sharing your feelings and thoughts.  My father died over 10 years ago and when I visit my mom&#8217;s home I still enjoy seeing his things right where we left them.   I enjoy seeing his familiar handwriting in his old address books or the smell from his old shirts&#8230;don&#8217;t know what we&#8217;re going to do with them, but can&#8217;t seem to throw them out.   When the &#8220;things&#8221; are so tied with smells and feelings and love and sadness, it is almost too much to ask to decide what to do with them.  Thank you for sharing.</p>
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		<title>By: Sarah (Getty) Mozelle</title>
		<link>https://www.davidhoughtonfamily.com/2011/09/13/moving-on/comment-page-1/#comment-1171</link>
		<dc:creator>Sarah (Getty) Mozelle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2011 15:07:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Linda,
thank you for sharing your journey as you and yours continue to navigate this experience. i had a real sense of you sorting socks - trying to sort out your loss, smelling your beloved&#039;s laundry, putting something, anything, in order amidst the swirl of grief in all its unpredictability.

i can imagine that you will find your way to emotional wellness again, a way to integrate all of the feelings of grief into a new definition of wellness that is unique for you. a wellness which includes a gentleness towards yourself, towards tears, towards missing. may moments of peace increase over time.

whenever i think of you, i send a hug and imagine making you a cup of tea. 
sarah</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Linda,<br />
thank you for sharing your journey as you and yours continue to navigate this experience. i had a real sense of you sorting socks &#8211; trying to sort out your loss, smelling your beloved&#8217;s laundry, putting something, anything, in order amidst the swirl of grief in all its unpredictability.</p>
<p>i can imagine that you will find your way to emotional wellness again, a way to integrate all of the feelings of grief into a new definition of wellness that is unique for you. a wellness which includes a gentleness towards yourself, towards tears, towards missing. may moments of peace increase over time.</p>
<p>whenever i think of you, i send a hug and imagine making you a cup of tea.<br />
sarah</p>
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		<title>By: James P. Williams</title>
		<link>https://www.davidhoughtonfamily.com/2011/09/13/moving-on/comment-page-1/#comment-1170</link>
		<dc:creator>James P. Williams</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2011 09:31:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am remembering them all a lot right now! I am finishing up on the website remodel for Aqua Safaris and it feels surreal. I also start-up my web design class again for the year on September 28th at Branciforte Middle School. It is going to really surreal then I am sure. Luke is my student and we had a deal for him to be my assistant this year. He was quite excited as I have said before. I was training him in Wordpress so he could help his parents manage the new website I am building. He was pretty stoked about that too!

My pain pales in comparison!

Thank you for sharing!

James P. Williams</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am remembering them all a lot right now! I am finishing up on the website remodel for Aqua Safaris and it feels surreal. I also start-up my web design class again for the year on September 28th at Branciforte Middle School. It is going to really surreal then I am sure. Luke is my student and we had a deal for him to be my assistant this year. He was quite excited as I have said before. I was training him in WordPress so he could help his parents manage the new website I am building. He was pretty stoked about that too!</p>
<p>My pain pales in comparison!</p>
<p>Thank you for sharing!</p>
<p>James P. Williams</p>
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		<title>By: Michele Lamelin</title>
		<link>https://www.davidhoughtonfamily.com/2011/09/13/moving-on/comment-page-1/#comment-1143</link>
		<dc:creator>Michele Lamelin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Sep 2011 02:52:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What beautiful lyrics! Thank you, Linda, for sharing them with us, and for letting us in to your heart... in to their rooms... thank you for being there in your own grief for those of us grieving, too. You are such a comfort. I hope you are somehow comforted, too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What beautiful lyrics! Thank you, Linda, for sharing them with us, and for letting us in to your heart&#8230; in to their rooms&#8230; thank you for being there in your own grief for those of us grieving, too. You are such a comfort. I hope you are somehow comforted, too.</p>
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