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Open the floodgates….

Grab a flotation device because the proverbial Sloagan dam is ready to burst… Never again will I remain silent.  I will use my voice and speak my truth– even if my words shake.  What other people think of me is … Continue reading

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Beginning of everything

“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her self respect.  And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be.  I love her and … Continue reading

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