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	<description>life and death.  all in a 27-hour period. what you read here is what follows.</description>
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		<title>By: Ms.Smith</title>
		<link>http://www.mattlogelin.com/archives/2009/04/10/words-escape-me/comment-page-3/#comment-123870</link>
		<dc:creator>Ms.Smith</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2009 17:51:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is heartbreaking. A friend put me onto your sight and amazing story yesterday. I like many others have become completely enveloped in your blogs and your amazing story. I am completely overwhelmed, I share in your grief, your laughter and your love. As do many others. I loved the beauty of life after such a tragic sudden end that brought about a most precious and wonderful beginning.....I love you and maddy&#039;s story and I am hooked. My daughter is 4 now and I only hope I have been as wonderful to her as you are to your precious....You are in my prayers .....

I can not begin to imagine being in your shoes....or now ... your friends Mike &amp; Heather....Their precious angel of 17months ....gone :&#039;-( .... I can&#039;t handle it....and its not even me going through it....I am now reading both of your blogs....Sharing in every single real and raw emotion....I am here at work with my box of Kleenex ...I will be on box 2 shortly....I like many others feel an overwhelming feeling to do something....although I know there is little I can do to comfort a broken heart....of a mother or father.... I wish I could just wrap my arms around each of you and say a prayer....pray for peace....compassion.....understanding....healing.....courage....and strength......God is truly watching over you.... 

In times of sadness I am not one who wants to hear all of the cliche remarks but I would like to tell you....WE care...and WE are here for you....all of you....

God Bless :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is heartbreaking. A friend put me onto your sight and amazing story yesterday. I like many others have become completely enveloped in your blogs and your amazing story. I am completely overwhelmed, I share in your grief, your laughter and your love. As do many others. I loved the beauty of life after such a tragic sudden end that brought about a most precious and wonderful beginning&#8230;..I love you and maddy&#8217;s story and I am hooked. My daughter is 4 now and I only hope I have been as wonderful to her as you are to your precious&#8230;.You are in my prayers &#8230;..</p>
<p>I can not begin to imagine being in your shoes&#8230;.or now &#8230; your friends Mike &amp; Heather&#8230;.Their precious angel of 17months &#8230;.gone :&#8217;-( &#8230;. I can&#8217;t handle it&#8230;.and its not even me going through it&#8230;.I am now reading both of your blogs&#8230;.Sharing in every single real and raw emotion&#8230;.I am here at work with my box of Kleenex &#8230;I will be on box 2 shortly&#8230;.I like many others feel an overwhelming feeling to do something&#8230;.although I know there is little I can do to comfort a broken heart&#8230;.of a mother or father&#8230;. I wish I could just wrap my arms around each of you and say a prayer&#8230;.pray for peace&#8230;.compassion&#8230;..understanding&#8230;.healing&#8230;..courage&#8230;.and strength&#8230;&#8230;God is truly watching over you&#8230;. </p>
<p>In times of sadness I am not one who wants to hear all of the cliche remarks but I would like to tell you&#8230;.WE care&#8230;and WE are here for you&#8230;.all of you&#8230;.</p>
<p>God Bless <img src='http://www.mattlogelin.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
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		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 00:20:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh God, I saw this last week.

Helplessness. Overwhelming sadness.

I push love to them. And to you. It&#039;s all I know to do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh God, I saw this last week.</p>
<p>Helplessness. Overwhelming sadness.</p>
<p>I push love to them. And to you. It&#8217;s all I know to do.</p>
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		<title>By: 1 hula girl</title>
		<link>http://www.mattlogelin.com/archives/2009/04/10/words-escape-me/comment-page-3/#comment-116929</link>
		<dc:creator>1 hula girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2009 11:14:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was so moved by the photo&#039;s and memories of your friends and their precious baby girl Maddie, that I had to sit and try to find words to describe just how deeply I was moved.. I thought I would share them with you.. 

Across the black velvet canvas of the midnight sky, it was there.   A falling star...gliding thru the vastness of time, on toward eternity, leaving a trail of golden stardust in it&#039;s wake.  That was her time here on earth.. a twinkling.  But now the sky seems so dark and empty without her.. the heart void of reason or understanding to explain away the pain and unquenchable sorrow.  If God would grace us with an explanation... would any reason ever be good enough to satisfy our desperate desire to know WHY?  Mesmerized by her photo&#039;s and the sound of her cherub-like voice.. captivated by her deep and colorful eyes.. those eyes...Can the sea ever be quenched of the color blue as our lives are now left without those beautiful, heavenly , ocean blue eyes.  Eyes that were rich in expression and shined forth love that could be felt the instant you saw them. Eyes that gave us a brief view of the angelic.. Those eyes... and that smile..... A smile like the sun itself, bright and warm and welcoming.  And now the sun sinks lower beyond the horizon, out of view, just as her smile now leaves us for the moment.. but like the sun, it shines elsewhere just out of view.. leaving us to mourn in it&#039;s shadow.  And how dark and encompassing that shadow is.. vacant of comfort and absent of the hope we once knew. Souls scream out with the ripping and tearing of the heart, screaming for time to turn back, for events to rewind and replay yet again... crumbling to the floor in utter anguish for the arms that now cradle no one and the crib that lies empty..silent..no more.  Can anyone fathom this pain?  Can someone with such a powerful presence like sweet Maddie.. can they ever leave us without bitter longings.. no never.  It is only now in the moving on that the reality is too raw to embrace.  The waves of sorrow sweep over the familiar.. the echoes of sounds that once danced in the room, the special routines and bedtime stories refuse to silent themselves as over and over they remind us of the loss. Empty shoes, empty chairs, empty arms, empty ....    what will fill them again.. only time.  In time there will come acceptance and remembrance and joy.. yes joy.. will return when winter has released it&#039;s icy grip and we allow the heart to long for spring.  Madeline’s life will bring forth a garden of love and from this place, great healing will come as well.  God has hidden the spiritual realms of this world from our earthly eyes, for if we were truly given the vision of God.. we would have seen the wings that would reveal the true identity of an angel among us... Madeline was and angel and will always remain so as your pictures have creatively captured. No words spoken can possibly touch the pain you now feel.. but the hand of God and timelessness of His love... can reach down into the broken heart and plant a seed of hope and restoration if you will only allow it.  Heaven awaits.  and how much richer it will be, now that Maddie is waiting there for you. Thank you for allowing your gift to be seen by all the world... we rejoice in her life and celebrate the thousands of memories you made together in such a short time.. She was a gift. She was and is deeply loved.. She lives on in your hearts... sending warm Aloha across the deep blue sea.. 1 hula girl...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was so moved by the photo&#8217;s and memories of your friends and their precious baby girl Maddie, that I had to sit and try to find words to describe just how deeply I was moved.. I thought I would share them with you.. </p>
<p>Across the black velvet canvas of the midnight sky, it was there.   A falling star&#8230;gliding thru the vastness of time, on toward eternity, leaving a trail of golden stardust in it&#8217;s wake.  That was her time here on earth.. a twinkling.  But now the sky seems so dark and empty without her.. the heart void of reason or understanding to explain away the pain and unquenchable sorrow.  If God would grace us with an explanation&#8230; would any reason ever be good enough to satisfy our desperate desire to know WHY?  Mesmerized by her photo&#8217;s and the sound of her cherub-like voice.. captivated by her deep and colorful eyes.. those eyes&#8230;Can the sea ever be quenched of the color blue as our lives are now left without those beautiful, heavenly , ocean blue eyes.  Eyes that were rich in expression and shined forth love that could be felt the instant you saw them. Eyes that gave us a brief view of the angelic.. Those eyes&#8230; and that smile&#8230;.. A smile like the sun itself, bright and warm and welcoming.  And now the sun sinks lower beyond the horizon, out of view, just as her smile now leaves us for the moment.. but like the sun, it shines elsewhere just out of view.. leaving us to mourn in it&#8217;s shadow.  And how dark and encompassing that shadow is.. vacant of comfort and absent of the hope we once knew. Souls scream out with the ripping and tearing of the heart, screaming for time to turn back, for events to rewind and replay yet again&#8230; crumbling to the floor in utter anguish for the arms that now cradle no one and the crib that lies empty..silent..no more.  Can anyone fathom this pain?  Can someone with such a powerful presence like sweet Maddie.. can they ever leave us without bitter longings.. no never.  It is only now in the moving on that the reality is too raw to embrace.  The waves of sorrow sweep over the familiar.. the echoes of sounds that once danced in the room, the special routines and bedtime stories refuse to silent themselves as over and over they remind us of the loss. Empty shoes, empty chairs, empty arms, empty &#8230;.    what will fill them again.. only time.  In time there will come acceptance and remembrance and joy.. yes joy.. will return when winter has released it&#8217;s icy grip and we allow the heart to long for spring.  Madeline’s life will bring forth a garden of love and from this place, great healing will come as well.  God has hidden the spiritual realms of this world from our earthly eyes, for if we were truly given the vision of God.. we would have seen the wings that would reveal the true identity of an angel among us&#8230; Madeline was and angel and will always remain so as your pictures have creatively captured. No words spoken can possibly touch the pain you now feel.. but the hand of God and timelessness of His love&#8230; can reach down into the broken heart and plant a seed of hope and restoration if you will only allow it.  Heaven awaits.  and how much richer it will be, now that Maddie is waiting there for you. Thank you for allowing your gift to be seen by all the world&#8230; we rejoice in her life and celebrate the thousands of memories you made together in such a short time.. She was a gift. She was and is deeply loved.. She lives on in your hearts&#8230; sending warm Aloha across the deep blue sea.. 1 hula girl&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Lisa</title>
		<link>http://www.mattlogelin.com/archives/2009/04/10/words-escape-me/comment-page-3/#comment-116499</link>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 16:19:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>HI, I saw you for the first time on Rachael Ray and then again on Oprah.  I think what you are doing is amazing.  If I could offer some suggestions.  While everything is still amazingly fresh and second nature to you, write down as much about your wife as you possibly can think of.  There will come a day when your daughter is older and she does some odd thing or has some fascination with something or dislike for something that she may wonder where she got from.  I am sure you will always be open and willing to answer any questions from what you are already doing for her but the teenage years are hard for a girl, much harder emotionally than for a boy.  She may not want to come to you with everything either because she doesnt want the attention or afraid of bringing up old feelings or any other number of reasons why.  I loved what that father in the military did with writing it all down so his child can look through it and see it in his fathers handwriting whenever he chooses too.  My father passed away when I was 2 and my mother spoke very little of him.  I never felt comfortable going to my mom and asking her anyting about him and ultimately know very little (almost nothing) about him.  It is a hard way to live not knowing such an important part of your very being.  With the little bits of information I have (basically his military record &amp; a few snapshots) I have found some answers to oh thats why I do that or like that or am good at that.  It does bring some peace to a hard situation.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>HI, I saw you for the first time on Rachael Ray and then again on Oprah.  I think what you are doing is amazing.  If I could offer some suggestions.  While everything is still amazingly fresh and second nature to you, write down as much about your wife as you possibly can think of.  There will come a day when your daughter is older and she does some odd thing or has some fascination with something or dislike for something that she may wonder where she got from.  I am sure you will always be open and willing to answer any questions from what you are already doing for her but the teenage years are hard for a girl, much harder emotionally than for a boy.  She may not want to come to you with everything either because she doesnt want the attention or afraid of bringing up old feelings or any other number of reasons why.  I loved what that father in the military did with writing it all down so his child can look through it and see it in his fathers handwriting whenever he chooses too.  My father passed away when I was 2 and my mother spoke very little of him.  I never felt comfortable going to my mom and asking her anyting about him and ultimately know very little (almost nothing) about him.  It is a hard way to live not knowing such an important part of your very being.  With the little bits of information I have (basically his military record &amp; a few snapshots) I have found some answers to oh thats why I do that or like that or am good at that.  It does bring some peace to a hard situation.</p>
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		<title>By: Maya</title>
		<link>http://www.mattlogelin.com/archives/2009/04/10/words-escape-me/comment-page-3/#comment-116356</link>
		<dc:creator>Maya</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 00:29:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was there yesterday, and i dont think the service could have been any more beautiful. That girl was loved beyond words. Heather is one of my best friends and all we need to do right now is embrace them. It was great to see you there as well, as you of all people understand the magnitude of it all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was there yesterday, and i dont think the service could have been any more beautiful. That girl was loved beyond words. Heather is one of my best friends and all we need to do right now is embrace them. It was great to see you there as well, as you of all people understand the magnitude of it all.</p>
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		<title>By: Tawnya</title>
		<link>http://www.mattlogelin.com/archives/2009/04/10/words-escape-me/comment-page-3/#comment-116067</link>
		<dc:creator>Tawnya</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 03:41:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Fuck death.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Fuck death.</p>
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		<title>By: Khadra</title>
		<link>http://www.mattlogelin.com/archives/2009/04/10/words-escape-me/comment-page-3/#comment-115910</link>
		<dc:creator>Khadra</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 21:05:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Today was the date of her funeral, so so sad. My girls wore purple in honor of Maddie. They of course dont understand why, but I know, and maybe Maddie knows too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today was the date of her funeral, so so sad. My girls wore purple in honor of Maddie. They of course dont understand why, but I know, and maybe Maddie knows too.</p>
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		<title>By: Denise</title>
		<link>http://www.mattlogelin.com/archives/2009/04/10/words-escape-me/comment-page-3/#comment-115751</link>
		<dc:creator>Denise</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 14:33:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We&#039;ll be wearing purple today, to celebrate Maddie. I&#039;m sorry for you and Maddy as well, friends are a hard thing to let go of.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We&#8217;ll be wearing purple today, to celebrate Maddie. I&#8217;m sorry for you and Maddy as well, friends are a hard thing to let go of.</p>
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		<title>By: LULU</title>
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		<dc:creator>LULU</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 08:26:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>MADDY U&#039;R SO UTE</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>MADDY U&#8217;R SO UTE</p>
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		<title>By: lulu</title>
		<link>http://www.mattlogelin.com/archives/2009/04/10/words-escape-me/comment-page-3/#comment-115638</link>
		<dc:creator>lulu</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 08:21:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>im lulu from indonesia
im so sad n proud when read bout u&#039;r story.....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>im lulu from indonesia<br />
im so sad n proud when read bout u&#8217;r story&#8230;..</p>
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