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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://kristenjoywilks.com/the-harrowingheartwarming-parent-moment-of-the-week-262/comment-page-1/#comment-3270&quot;&gt;julie farmen&lt;/a&gt;.

We would love for you to join us Julie. It&#039;s a date. Eat pie, on January 3rd, preferably for breakfast, or maybe for several meals...in memory of Dad.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://kristenjoywilks.com/the-harrowingheartwarming-parent-moment-of-the-week-262/comment-page-1/#comment-3270">julie farmen</a>.</p>
<p>We would love for you to join us Julie. It&#8217;s a date. Eat pie, on January 3rd, preferably for breakfast, or maybe for several meals&#8230;in memory of Dad.</p>
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		By: julie farmen		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[I remember this as if it were yesterday.  We were at church at an evening service.  The phone rang after service and Ken answered it from the nursery phone.  We were all stunned.  Immediately we and the Davenports raced to the Leavenworth Hospital and prayed with Judy.  We heard the details about what happened.  There was a rental camp who had just left, Greg was feeding the horses and then went to turn off the generator.  Because it was snowing, the falling snow acted as a barrier over the doorway, and Greg was asphyxiated. He had died, but was taken by ambulance to the hospital.  Judy was beside herself, as we all were.  We couldn&#039;t sleep that night because we had just lost a friend.  Mixed with this difficult reality was the ache that we felt for Judy and you kids--but the calm assurance that Greg was in heaven!  The next week was a youth group retreat in Bellingham. You had signed up for this, and were determined to go. I felt like you were so brave.  I remember you saying that you needed a break from all the sadness and crying.  Because of this, I decided to be there for you if you needed me--but to offer this time as a distraction of sorts, and not dwell on it.  We were all grieving and in shock.  I&#039;ve often thought about this, and hoped it was the right approach.  We did what we could to minister to your family, and we hope we were able to offer you hope and encouragement.  You are all dear to us. We would like to carry on this tradition and eat pie in celebration of a life lived well!  What a great idea and fitting tribute.  Bless you and your wonderful family.  -Julie]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember this as if it were yesterday.  We were at church at an evening service.  The phone rang after service and Ken answered it from the nursery phone.  We were all stunned.  Immediately we and the Davenports raced to the Leavenworth Hospital and prayed with Judy.  We heard the details about what happened.  There was a rental camp who had just left, Greg was feeding the horses and then went to turn off the generator.  Because it was snowing, the falling snow acted as a barrier over the doorway, and Greg was asphyxiated. He had died, but was taken by ambulance to the hospital.  Judy was beside herself, as we all were.  We couldn&#8217;t sleep that night because we had just lost a friend.  Mixed with this difficult reality was the ache that we felt for Judy and you kids&#8211;but the calm assurance that Greg was in heaven!  The next week was a youth group retreat in Bellingham. You had signed up for this, and were determined to go. I felt like you were so brave.  I remember you saying that you needed a break from all the sadness and crying.  Because of this, I decided to be there for you if you needed me&#8211;but to offer this time as a distraction of sorts, and not dwell on it.  We were all grieving and in shock.  I&#8217;ve often thought about this, and hoped it was the right approach.  We did what we could to minister to your family, and we hope we were able to offer you hope and encouragement.  You are all dear to us. We would like to carry on this tradition and eat pie in celebration of a life lived well!  What a great idea and fitting tribute.  Bless you and your wonderful family.  -Julie</p>
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