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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cfs-file/__key/system/syndication/atom.xsl" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en-US"><title type="html">LindaA24 Cancer</title><subtitle type="html" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/atom</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/atom" /><generator uri="http://telligent.com" version="12.1.2.21912">Telligent Community (Build: 12.1.2.21912)</generator><updated>2025-03-27T22:44:26Z</updated><entry><title>What I Learned About Myself While Fighting Cancer</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/posts/what-i-learned-about-myself-while-fighting-cancer" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/posts/what-i-learned-about-myself-while-fighting-cancer</id><published>2025-05-06T15:07:20Z</published><updated>2025-05-06T15:07:20Z</updated><content type="html">
By Linda A
There are moments in life that split everything into &amp;ldquo;before&amp;rdquo; and &amp;ldquo;after.&amp;rdquo; For me, cancer was one of those moments. I don&amp;rsquo;t say that dramatically&amp;mdash;I say it because everything changed. My body, my routine...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/posts/what-i-learned-about-myself-while-fighting-cancer"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=722130&amp;AppID=42421&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>LindaA24</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/b802aa02ba554d6cac806d497236c62c</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Cancer and Friendships: Who Stayed, Who Left, and Why It Matters</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/posts/cancer-and-friendships-who-stayed-who-left-and-why-it-matters" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/posts/cancer-and-friendships-who-stayed-who-left-and-why-it-matters</id><published>2025-03-27T22:44:26Z</published><updated>2025-03-27T22:44:26Z</updated><content type="html">By Linda A
When I was diagnosed with cancer, I expected to fight for my health&amp;mdash;not for my relationships. But one of the most unexpected and painful parts of my journey was watching certain friendships fade while others grew stronger than ever. ...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/posts/cancer-and-friendships-who-stayed-who-left-and-why-it-matters"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=722014&amp;AppID=42421&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>LindaA24</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/b802aa02ba554d6cac806d497236c62c</uri></author><category term="energy" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/archive/tags/energy" /><category term="uncertainty" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/archive/tags/uncertainty" /><category term="carers" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/linda-a-cancer/archive/tags/carers" /></entry></feed>