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		<title>January Twenty</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[8 years ago today I was diagnosed with breast cancer. 1 year ago today, I had to call Corey at work (in the middle of what is arguably the most awful project he’s been involved in during his 20+ years with his employer) and say, “I found a lump in my armpit, and Dr. Harishand [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Breast Cancer Take Two</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kim Harms]]></dc:creator>
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					<description><![CDATA[Since finding a lump in my armpit on the eve of the 7th anniversary of my first breast cancer diagnosis, my life has been moving in both high speed and slow motion.&#160; Appointments, ultrasounds, biopsies, tests, scans, x-rays. . . And in between all those things, the waiting and waiting for phone calls with answers [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Of Cancer and Little Boys</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2021 15:39:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Up the ladder On the loft She snuggles in with her boy Her hand on his small back Memorizing the little bumps of his spine That mole on his shoulder The silk of his hair Scratching his back until his rhythmic breath Informs her of sleep. There is only this moment. Only she and her [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Remembering Jodi 1969-2019</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Aug 2019 15:33:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“It just seems so unnatural.” Judy Anderson reflected on back-to-college shopping with her granddaughters. Annelisa will be a senior majoring in meteorology at St. Cloud State and Kylie a sophomore in elementary education at the Minnesota State University, Mankato. The girls lost their mom Jodi (Judy’s only daughter) on May 30 after a three year [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Cancer Gave Me The Gift of Knowing Human Frailty</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kim Harms]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2018 14:38:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was 40 and already had a head of prematurely gray hair (I hide it well) when Dr. Testroet called with the crappy cancer news, but the following words from Jen Wilkin’s 27-year-old experience ring true inside of me. Once you hear a cancer diagnosis, you can’t unhear it. Even with successful treatment, it changes [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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