1.0Lisa Demmihttps://lisademmi.comrich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="lxZlOeiA0Y"><a href="https://lisademmi.com/caitlyn-soldiers-and-cancer-oh-my/">Caitlyn, Soldiers and Cancer….Oh My!</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://lisademmi.com/caitlyn-soldiers-and-cancer-oh-my/embed/#?secret=lxZlOeiA0Y" width="600" height="338" title="“Caitlyn, Soldiers and Cancer….Oh My!” — Lisa Demmi" data-secret="lxZlOeiA0Y" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); /* ]]> */ </script> I figured I’d come back with a splash! I’m reminded just how sensitive and insensitive we can be. Notice, I’m including myself here. Over the last month or so, I’ve heard so many people talking about courage. Courage could be something as small as riding your motorcycle on a busy street for the first time […]https://wutupdogg.files.wordpress.com/2015/06/image1.jpg?w=200&h=300