During a business trip to Colorado I got the hunch I would meet “her” there, and set about a series of steps to move there soonest. On the return flight following another hunch I specifically and deliberately avoided boarding Fight 232 on July 18, 1989 which later crashed in Sioux City Iowa.
posted by Samantha Shanti @ 2:47 PM
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In December of 2003 with my life ending all around me in the most hideous way possible, I began to take steps to save my life for me. Not for anyone else. I was also trying to survive a life of abuse. Here is some of the back story not found in my main blog. Name's of the guilty have been changed to protect the innocent. Regrettably this is otherwise the unvarnished truth. Not for the faint of heart, and it's not easy reading...
A unique, young, beautiful woman with a warm heart who also happens to be VERY old all a once. I have had to work hard over the years to find and embrace my authenticity, and make my life my own. I'm a survivor of Domestic Violence, a Widow, and I was born intersexed. I can readily understand, accept and relate to people dealing with their own journey to wholeness of being. Intersex and Transsexual people have a harder life in so many ways than we need to, but there are successes to, and I'm one of them.
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