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  <title><![CDATA[WOW My First BLOG...Does this mean I arrived into modern times? :D]]></title>
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  <![CDATA[ALOHA ALL

WOW My first blog. I think this could mean I am finally arriving into the tech world. OK Maybe arrived is a strong term. Hmmmm 
Hope this thing has plenty of spell check features. HAHA Me  being the huked un funix Qween on occasion especially when I try to type fast. 

 At this moment as I type I feel like I have entered a foreign land. HAHA 
HELLO HELLO Is anyone out there? LOL echo echo.....

Anyway, OK so the reason I am giving this new foreign land a shot, is I feel I have so much to share some of which I believe is unique.
Knowledge, life experience, professional experience, the love of my 4 legged babies, the challenges of the past, present and future. 

So I'll start with sharing a lil bit about me. Hmmm I was born a poor Italian girl....Hmmm Nawww wait 
I think that was something from a movie line. OK seriously, I think. HAHA

I was seriously poor as a child, and a real role model child of a system that was quite broke. I went from foster homes and orphanages, to streets, to shelters, and so forth. I learned quite a bit along the way. Most of it, I would say was the hard knocks way. No hand outs, no common simple things. Everything was earned and some stuff wasn't,  it just came along with the life. 

This is not a sad ... oh pity me story. If I had to do it all again, I would. The things I learned have come to serve me well in life. The person I am today is a person I am proud to be. Always learning and always growing. 

Through my rugged childhood, I had a dream. This dream would comfort me nearly every night no matter how tough things were.  I dreamed that someday I would grow up and help others just like me. Most kids I knew had what I thought as simple dreams of things they wanted more like material things. But me, I had a dream of the future.

I had a dream that was so deep in my heart. It was my survival, it was my hope it was the motivation of each breath I took. I was determined that this dream would come true, somehow ..]]>
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    <name>Sharon Black</name>
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