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What? How? Why?

Welcome to Sisters Like Us…Where We Win!

Hello! I’m Dawn Dean, the personality and author behind (SLUWiN), and the author of Cracks in the Pavement: Struggles of Butterflies. Follow along to see what, how and why I created this spot to express my creative side while encouraging others to win.

Q: What is
A: is a platform created to inspire women, and men to win.

Q: How?
A: It inspires women and men to win by encouraging and demonstrating how a positive mind, a healthy body, and the conscious awareness of the spirit-soul(being), presence within each of us connects to help us thrive. The soul for me is our surroundings i.e. our home, the company we keep, and nature.

Q: Why did I create
A: I created out of chaos, a need to vent, then realizing I wasn’t alone and others could benefit from my stories of life’s ups and downs.

The Story behind the Why.

In the late 90’s I was living a happy life before my body would show me just how important one’s health truly is.

A single mother of three, thriving as a manager at a large well-known department store without a degree under my belt (only college credits).
I was a hard worker striving to become a buyer for the May company. But physical pain setup camp never to dismantle.

I was diagnosed with lupus and fibromyalgia. I dreaded a career change, but the agonizing pain left no options.

I would soon find myself setting behind a desk but I loved working retail and meeting new people every day. For a period I worked full-time as a Staffing Manager at a temporary agency and for a short time as an Executive Assistance at a public relation firm (PR) before landing a job at a pharmaceutical association.

After two-and-a-half years working in the membership and marketing department, my health seriously declines. Losing the job meant losing health insurance and the means to provide for my growing children. I gave up.

Being what I call a functional depressive for as long as I could remember, I would succumb to the dark side of depression. Unable to bear the loss of my health; job, family members, and friends. I could no longer function even a little bit without putting on the pretend mask; a smiling mask to hide all my pain.

It would take me seven years before I would seek professional help.
Fortunately I found a great therapist who saw me-Dawn; the loving mother, the creative writer and poet, and the compassionate and helpful woman buried beneath life’s debris.

She helped me reignite the flickering flame burning deep within wanting to resurface. She helped me to visualize a life beyond my adversities (Thank you, Denise!).

After many years visiting her-therapist and her eventually retiring. I took what she had relayed, unveiled and the things she saw in me to push past my setbacks.

I came to understand and accept that my emotional and physical pain was God’s way of forcing me to live in my true purpose–to tell my stories.
Though I had had my own life goals mapped out (but also loved writing). He had bigger plans for me.

And so my pain would form the blossoming of Where We Win! Designed to help others overcome life’s adversities in order to WIN.

Everyone has a story. How are you using yours? I’m telling mine’s to inspire others.

I hope each post will uplift and encourage your growth in some way

Thank you for subscribing to and following our growth to win.

Aspire to Inspire!
Dawn Dean

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Should I?

I am attempting to age gracefully as I count down to turning that remarkable age 50 (one year from Feb 22nd).
But as I maintain my weight-loss; aging with the ticking hands of time. I’ve noticed the loss of elasticity in areas of my face and neck. My skin isn’t as firm as it was in my youthful thirties or even mid-forties.

So, now I’m asking myself the question. Should I consider having some cosmetic work done on my face?

I know they say black don’t crack, but I do wonder standing in the mirror pulling my face tightly and upwards toward my ears, asking the questions many of us sisters have asked ourselves, how much younger would I look if I had these parentheses (smile lines) filled in? Or attempt to erase my crow’s feet caused by gazing at the nurturing sun?

Perhaps you’ve asked, why would I want to freeze the facial expressions I use to communicate a point, just to slow down the natural progression of aging?

I guess the most important question I must ask is do I dare to remove a part of myself? After all, each line is a imprint left from a moment in time. Landmarks of my journey telling my story how I have smiled with joy and cried from pain.

Gas and needles?
With products lining the shelves having the cure to slow down the process of aging, dermatologists and plastic surgeons claim to have the powers to reverse the aged thin skin by using electronic devices and needles; which can prove costly and may require anesthesia.

Botox (Botulinum toxin) is FDA-approved to treat headaches and chronic migraines before they start. It is also used by some to decrease sweating in armpits and to treat some eye disorders.

Botox was stumbled upon by two Vancouver doctors around 1987 who realized the toxin had a place in the billion-dollar beauty industry.

This paralyzing product has been reducing the appearance of wrinkles and helping to prevent those lines from forming.

Feeling the fillers
As I stated, my parentheses have become more and more pronounced with my weight loss. But, I can’t and won’t stop smiling. LOL!!! I have too much to laugh and grin about.

Not sure if I am feeling the fillers either with the parenthesis around feeling. You know the injectable hyaluronic acid gel better known as Juvederm made by the same makers of Botox.

Can this gel really erase these almost 50-year-old smile folds from around my mouth still allowing me to smile? Or delete my wrinkles even for a short while?

Don’t know. I’ll revisit the should I question in a few years. Right now, I’m not sure if any of these magical whiteouts are for me. In the meantime, I’ll continue to wrinkle with time taking preventive measures with over-the-counter anti-aging creams and sunblock.

Honestly, I’m too afraid of getting pricked every five to six months as the Botox and fillers begin to diminish. And besides, I’ve seen a few episodes of Botched. LOL. (research products and the preforming physician for safety. are not doctors or claim to be).

Aspire to Inspire!