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	<title>Comments on: Lumpy, Grumpy, Slumpy &#8230;and OK</title>
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		<title>By: Kathy Keating</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kathy Keating</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 02:34:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Leanne: I have not seen you in so many years now, but after reading a few of your witty, honest and thought-provoking blogs, I really miss you. I always thought that you should be a writer. I guess you always have been a writer but I thought you should make your living as a journalist or a novelist. You have an incredible perspective on things. Especially your present journey! I would love to see you and meet your daughter (do you have more kids?) and give you a big big hug. Love Kathy</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Leanne: I have not seen you in so many years now, but after reading a few of your witty, honest and thought-provoking blogs, I really miss you. I always thought that you should be a writer. I guess you always have been a writer but I thought you should make your living as a journalist or a novelist. You have an incredible perspective on things. Especially your present journey! I would love to see you and meet your daughter (do you have more kids?) and give you a big big hug. Love Kathy</p>
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		<title>By: leanne coppen</title>
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		<dc:creator>leanne coppen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 17:55:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Boy, are you guys good! 
I am feeling better after the weekend, and after reading all these comments, but the bounce-back isn&#039;t always so bouncy -- it might be a while before the spring comes back into my step.  Which is ok. I have lots to think about... 
I&#039;m processing a lot in this little cranium of mine right now.  The question of allowing myself to really face my fears, wondering about the difference between being &quot;realistic&quot; and being &quot;negative&quot; -- all that stuff.  
In the mean time I&#039;ve also noticed I keep telling people what not to say/do (don&#039;t look at me like that, don&#039;t tell me cancer is a gift, etc) which is just me being bossy, but also might actually be turned into something more practical.  Like a list of what not to do/say to people dealing with cancer?  Stay tuned... And by all means, whatever you might have to say on the subject of cancer faux pas -- please feel free to weigh in as always, my wise, lovely, funny, smart readers.
l.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Boy, are you guys good!<br />
I am feeling better after the weekend, and after reading all these comments, but the bounce-back isn&#8217;t always so bouncy &#8212; it might be a while before the spring comes back into my step.  Which is ok. I have lots to think about&#8230;<br />
I&#8217;m processing a lot in this little cranium of mine right now.  The question of allowing myself to really face my fears, wondering about the difference between being &#8220;realistic&#8221; and being &#8220;negative&#8221; &#8212; all that stuff.<br />
In the mean time I&#8217;ve also noticed I keep telling people what not to say/do (don&#8217;t look at me like that, don&#8217;t tell me cancer is a gift, etc) which is just me being bossy, but also might actually be turned into something more practical.  Like a list of what not to do/say to people dealing with cancer?  Stay tuned&#8230; And by all means, whatever you might have to say on the subject of cancer faux pas &#8212; please feel free to weigh in as always, my wise, lovely, funny, smart readers.<br />
l.</p>
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		<title>By: franny</title>
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		<dc:creator>franny</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 04:38:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Leanne,

I have had Cancer twice and I am now five years in remission of the crap coming back. I am up late tonight watching my beautiful daughter sleep and feeling fear. Cancer changed my life, in good ways yes, for I have different appreciations and not a lot of time for nonsense, but my goodness we wouldn&#039;t be human if we didn&#039;t feel angry and scared at times.

 Thank you for being so honest Leanne. You are so very special. I pray for you all the time.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Leanne,</p>
<p>I have had Cancer twice and I am now five years in remission of the crap coming back. I am up late tonight watching my beautiful daughter sleep and feeling fear. Cancer changed my life, in good ways yes, for I have different appreciations and not a lot of time for nonsense, but my goodness we wouldn&#8217;t be human if we didn&#8217;t feel angry and scared at times.</p>
<p> Thank you for being so honest Leanne. You are so very special. I pray for you all the time.</p>
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		<title>By: Lin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 03:24:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Leanne, I read your Oct 23 comment tonight and thought of what an amazing woman you are and how much I&#039;ve grown to care about you.  I&#039;ve been reading your blog for almost a year now.  I hope you&#039;ll eventually turn your blog into a book, because you are truly wise, strong, inspirational, and hilarious.  &quot;Momof3&#039;s&quot; comment sums it up perfectly and I echo her sentiments!  You have many friends who love you and we are pulling for you with a kind of collective energy.  {{Hugs}}</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Leanne, I read your Oct 23 comment tonight and thought of what an amazing woman you are and how much I&#8217;ve grown to care about you.  I&#8217;ve been reading your blog for almost a year now.  I hope you&#8217;ll eventually turn your blog into a book, because you are truly wise, strong, inspirational, and hilarious.  &#8220;Momof3&#8217;s&#8221; comment sums it up perfectly and I echo her sentiments!  You have many friends who love you and we are pulling for you with a kind of collective energy.  {{Hugs}}</p>
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		<title>By: Anita</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anita</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 21:44:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>One of the biggest regrets I have is not letting my mom talk about her fears or be down.  We felt like just saying something bad might be tempting fate, or somehow make it all real.  

You don&#039;t have to put on a show for anyone - and if you were cheerful all the time, I don&#039;t think your readers would be able to relate to you the way we do.

ps - I had to restrain myself from slapping a woman silly once, who told me with a straight face how her dad&#039;s brain tumour was &#039;a gift,&#039; and the best thing that ever happend to her, because it changed the way she looked at life.  What kind of idiot can&#039;t change the way they look at life without a horrible disease attacking someone they love??  Dig deeper, people!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One of the biggest regrets I have is not letting my mom talk about her fears or be down.  We felt like just saying something bad might be tempting fate, or somehow make it all real.  </p>
<p>You don&#8217;t have to put on a show for anyone &#8211; and if you were cheerful all the time, I don&#8217;t think your readers would be able to relate to you the way we do.</p>
<p>ps &#8211; I had to restrain myself from slapping a woman silly once, who told me with a straight face how her dad&#8217;s brain tumour was &#8216;a gift,&#8217; and the best thing that ever happend to her, because it changed the way she looked at life.  What kind of idiot can&#8217;t change the way they look at life without a horrible disease attacking someone they love??  Dig deeper, people!</p>
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