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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIARXY_fCp7ImA9WhRVF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149668631227154037</id><updated>2012-01-16T03:15:44.844-08:00</updated><category term="Amazing Stories" /><category term="One Day Isang Araw" /><category term="My Own Take" /><category term="My Favorite" /><category term="People" /><category term="Lifescape" /><category term="The Pinoy Diaspora" /><category term="Family Affair" /><category term="Beyond our Politics" /><category term="Health and Wellness" /><category term="General View" /><category term="Chizmiz Showbiz atbp" /><category term="Moments" /><category term="My Daily Guide" /><category term="Coping with ADHD" /><category term="My Review" /><category term="Stupendously Clueless" /><category term="On the Job" /><category term="My Queers" /><category term="Awards atbp" /><category term="Lending a Hand" /><title>Life's Lemons to a 40ish Seeker</title><subtitle type="html">Share my pleasures and angst as I continue my journey and deal with more lemons in life</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>brainchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16219653626818394763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>514</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker" /><feedburner:info uri="lifeslemonstoa40ishseeker" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMCR3syeip7ImA9WhRQE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149668631227154037.post-5141015563753585483</id><published>2011-12-07T04:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T18:14:26.592-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-07T18:14:26.592-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Moments" /><title>Trying May</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/feeds/5141015563753585483/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149668631227154037&amp;postID=5141015563753585483" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/5141015563753585483?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/5141015563753585483?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~3/vWG1nvQwPXc/trying-may.html" title="Trying May" /><author><name>brainchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16219653626818394763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rlfEWMTQWWI/Tt9M-G0xWnI/AAAAAAAAB-s/se_4AIv0nMA/s72-c/kangaroo-court.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">After the ups and downs of the early months felt like mood swings of a woman having mid-life crisis, here comes May with all its weight .... 






For one, the boss is up on her toes again, edgy and all-excited about a new foolproof plan.  This time, she managed to get the bureaucratic machinery which we shall call the Chummy Cohorts in Fact or the CCF on her side as she wittingly devise ways to
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The dogs gave me litters of puppies.  Six of our dams gave birth and our hands were full attending to the fur mums and their litters but nobody is  complaining.  Ever since we discovered the joy of living with other living creatures, our home was virtually turned into a miniature pet haven.  Sure, there were noises, even 
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Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in




This is actually an apocalyptic song that sounds just right this month when she came marching in with so much funfare as usual ....  a shower of confetti and a band could have made her entry more spectacular.  

This post could very well be entitled the 
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First, there has been a big change from the first post.... some characters have gone to some other kingdoms for very good reasons.... 

First to fall were a number of fence sitters.... a former harassed subject of RB went to 
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The term "weblog" was coined by Jorn 
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I am not sure whether I had the most celebrations this year but I know I had a lot since I have been meeting friends in restos at least once a week, not counting the weekends.  I had my own celebration with my family at a Chinese resto which everyone was craving about.  I think I had about six celebrations with friends and family, all in all.... 

I may not always feel the love that my family 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j2YpwlWwG4Qi86lwX1Gy-lsoBGk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j2YpwlWwG4Qi86lwX1Gy-lsoBGk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~4/mEpIEKgNqFY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/2011/07/sassy-september.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYBQX89fip7ImA9WhdREkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149668631227154037.post-8846622343131136923</id><published>2011-07-29T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T20:52:30.166-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-01T20:52:30.166-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Moments" /><title>Ominous August</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/feeds/8846622343131136923/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149668631227154037&amp;postID=8846622343131136923" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/8846622343131136923?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/8846622343131136923?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~3/CPYhPeSgc-k/ominous-august.html" title="Ominous August" /><author><name>brainchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16219653626818394763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ABNnfxq2cDw/TfsVUv0uA7I/AAAAAAAAB4U/mi4PqQq-c4A/s72-c/burning%2Bfire.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I have been so very, very, very, very remiss in updating this blog... writer's block, taking on more than I can chew or just plain lazy .... I think the last one would correctly describe the syndrome.  I will try to the best of my ability not to lose it and update this blog pronto.... so help me please as I will write the succeeding entries aided only by a mind that falters due to LT &amp;amp; ST memory 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/no6Ne4MOy1gtdl3ogQyKGw18cXU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/no6Ne4MOy1gtdl3ogQyKGw18cXU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~4/CPYhPeSgc-k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/2011/07/ominous-august.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUANSX0yfip7ImA9WhZUFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149668631227154037.post-2481852061184238372</id><published>2011-06-06T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:49:58.396-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-09T20:49:58.396-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family Affair" /><title>Our Last Bastion</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/feeds/2481852061184238372/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149668631227154037&amp;postID=2481852061184238372" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/2481852061184238372?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/2481852061184238372?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~3/HiXKfKHs7Qk/last-bastion.html" title="Our Last Bastion" /><author><name>brainchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16219653626818394763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8XssnomyB8o/Te2uiveZM9I/AAAAAAAAB4M/tzJOmdw38LA/s72-c/goodbye.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">Death came like a thief in the night ........

MIL, the remaining generational link in hubby's family, finally succumbed to the scorches of the dreaded C just as evening was about to fall yesterday.  I was about to devour a noodle dish as I fumbled for my celfone seeing hubby's many missed calls.  The text message delivered the bad news.It was expected but one cannot avoid feeling the pangs of 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zKHIM1ozycd1nv0CDp22Q5BkSbQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zKHIM1ozycd1nv0CDp22Q5BkSbQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~4/HiXKfKHs7Qk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-bastion.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUECR3Y5eSp7ImA9WhZXFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149668631227154037.post-5209621792155749670</id><published>2011-05-05T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T02:27:46.821-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-05T02:27:46.821-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Own Take" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family Affair" /><title>Feeling Old</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/feeds/5209621792155749670/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149668631227154037&amp;postID=5209621792155749670" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/5209621792155749670?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/5209621792155749670?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~3/lLtXc8FQ4Fk/feeling-old.html" title="Feeling Old" /><author><name>brainchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16219653626818394763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cfRy1Q3DTjE/TcJr9pZsd_I/AAAAAAAAB38/WQwVYCpYtOM/s72-c/withering+flower2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I am at that point when I am beginning to feel like an adult... you see I never feel like one all this time until recently.  Most of the time, I get by almost hassle-free.  Someone is always taking care of things for me or things fall into place like my life follows a certain order of the universe that works its way out .... I am not saying I don't deal with problems or difficulties ... I do ....
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We're One 

For the past three years, our family have been participating in the Earth Hour .
Earth Hour is a global event organized by WWF (World Wide Fund for Nature, also known as World Wildlife Fund) and is held on the last Saturday of March annually, asking households and businesses to turn off their non-essential lights and other 
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Life's not perfect but not without its moments.  I feel lucky at times and a total failure some other time.  I had days when I shed buckets of tears but those cannot eclipse 
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I have been
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PotxOlIAbYkEKJLMg6QzOU4ArkY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PotxOlIAbYkEKJLMg6QzOU4ArkY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~4/J9kO-1GJLF0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/2010/10/moments.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcERn8zfyp7ImA9Wx5XGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149668631227154037.post-4525562275786362571</id><published>2010-09-18T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:36:47.187-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-18T06:36:47.187-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lifescape" /><title>Looking Back</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/feeds/4525562275786362571/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149668631227154037&amp;postID=4525562275786362571" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/4525562275786362571?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/4525562275786362571?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~3/3hOWbenjCeM/looking-back.html" title="Looking Back" /><author><name>brainchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16219653626818394763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o17ZyyeK45M/TGPDatqUK8I/AAAAAAAAB3E/28v2btMYP1w/s72-c/a+nightingale.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">I'd like to look back and relive the moments of the year that passed.  This blog is on its third year and has been my springboard since I decided to share parts of life .... Let go back as I share my favorite Lifescape posts .... 

June 28 - July 4, 2010:  Celebrations:  My last post for this section which documents the many affairs I attended that memorable week... from send-off, birthdays, 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UpHRl0IoqRvPxGXK4PP7wyVSh_E/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UpHRl0IoqRvPxGXK4PP7wyVSh_E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~4/3hOWbenjCeM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/2010/09/looking-back.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIMQXY7cCp7ImA9Wx5SEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149668631227154037.post-5779423670885925888</id><published>2010-08-04T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:53:00.808-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-05T23:53:00.808-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lifescape" /><title>June 28 - July 4, 2010:  Celebrations</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/feeds/5779423670885925888/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149668631227154037&amp;postID=5779423670885925888" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/5779423670885925888?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/5779423670885925888?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~3/MjXg2CnhuGs/june-28-july-4-2010-celebrations.html" title="June 28 - July 4, 2010:  Celebrations" /><author><name>brainchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16219653626818394763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o17ZyyeK45M/TFkcjRie6HI/AAAAAAAAB28/zkvhWxxIvD8/s72-c/used+beautiful+landscape.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Note:  This will be the second to the last post under Lifescape.  I have been sharing my real soap opera that is the life I lived the past two years unabashedly in this section and One Day, Isang Araw .  It's time to return to the familiar comfort of obscurity.....  I am not sure how it would go from hereon....... it would most likely be snippets of some facets of life worth sharing during 
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I had been waiting for an important email which could make my life miserable for at least three months if what I am dreading to happen will happen.  Yet, what remains of my pride prevented me from taking the initiative of finding out for myself what is becoming apparent now.  It's every 
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Yesterday, I was pleasantly surprised by a text message from my son’s teacher telling me that my son placed second in their declamation contest.  It actually made my day. 

We never knew about that declamation contest; moreso, that he was chosen as one of the contestants after passing the qualifying round. Up to now, the details are still a bit sketchy.  It’s being revealed to me little by 
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It was the usual workweek except that there were only four days for most.  I had to squeeze in making grades because of a deadline imposed.  This is one task that is too much of a chore for me. With just a handful of students, it should not really take too much time.  What makes
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However, I still check on the music site from time to time just to see how they are doing.  From all indications, it 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4zkVlOp8cvUmo_LaMV0VLLV8VXI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4zkVlOp8cvUmo_LaMV0VLLV8VXI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~4/cQf4W2BrfRg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/2010/07/june-7-13-2010-hurt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQCSHw9eSp7ImA9WxFUFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149668631227154037.post-2722231799994227747</id><published>2010-06-25T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T03:39:29.261-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-25T03:39:29.261-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lifescape" /><title>May 31 - June 6, 2010:  The Dreaded C</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://brainchildunveiled.blogspot.com/feeds/2722231799994227747/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149668631227154037&amp;postID=2722231799994227747" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/2722231799994227747?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149668631227154037/posts/default/2722231799994227747?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifesLemonsToA40ishSeeker/~3/69vuhu149ws/may-31-june-6-2010-dreaded-c.html" title="May 31 - June 6, 2010:  The Dreaded C" /><author><name>brainchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16219653626818394763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o17ZyyeK45M/TCSB0B9yy8I/AAAAAAAAB2U/osATnZGH4TI/s72-c/Landscape_and_flowers.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Early this week, I would learn about a classmate condition.... The guy, a casual friend, has the Big C.  He is supposed to be at the prime of his life..... with a wife and growing kids surrounded by family and friends.  He has his own business with a great potential.  The sad news also brought to mind the condition of two of my uncles who are also struggling with the dreaded C.

Both my parents 
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