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		<title>Top Ten Things I Learned After I Resigned</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2015 08:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Tara Lynn Foster]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A little more than a year ago, I left my &#8220;cushy&#8221; job in corporate to strike out on my own. I&#8217;ve learned a lot during that time and now I&#8217;m ready to share. Here it is…the long awaited, much anticipated TOP TEN LIST of things I learned after resigning from my J-O-B. If not comprehensive in coverage, it is at least true in every aspect. This journey to one year post-resignation has been one of the most interesting, surprising, and rewarding of my career. There have been technical AND personal lessons all along the way. Some have been edifying and others have been just downright frustrating and debilitating. Thankfully, I have a wonderful support system which has carried me through the lows and celebrated the highs. May it always be so and may it keep me mindful of how to do it for others as they strike out on their own. Enjoy! #10. DO, finally, go on a field trip with your kindergartener’s class. Do NOT ride the bus with said class. #9. Setting up a website and a blog will involve forming a really close relationship with Doug the support guy at GoDaddy, the email support at Weebly, and the WordPress consultant (Booyah!), and basically anyone who is willing to answer your dumb I’m-not-a-millennial-what-does-this-button-do questions. #8. Spending three hours trying to export and reformat your contacts from a Mac OS to excel is stupid. There’s an app for that. It took five minutes. SMH. #7. SMH means “shaking my head.” This and many other acronyms give you lots of street cred with the cool kids hanging out on social media. #6 So, Mailchimp is not a great ape that works for the post office? Got it. #5. Coordinating calendars is difficult when you are on the same network, but nearly impossible when you aren’t and you are reduced to trading availability through email. Thankfully, there’s an app (or 10) for this, too. #4. Writing your own website content is kind of fun, but it turns out the “About Me” page is actually the hardest part to write (cue René Descartes). Have you ever really tried to answer the question: “Who am I?” It’s HARD! #3. QuickBooks: It is neither quick nor a book. Discuss. (#ihateaccounting) #2. It only takes two years, the loss of all daily access to PCs, the installation of Microsoft Office for Mac, two OS upgrades, and a few Apple classes to turn a Mac from a glorified TV into an actually useful piece of technology. (Where’s that Staples button…) #imamac #thatwaseasy And the number one thing I have learned… #1. People want to help. They really do. Receiving support and encouragement, and accepting help from friends, colleagues, and surprisingly friendly strangers on twitter (@ericlmitchell) during this time of major change has been a bigger blessing than I could have ever imagined. Everyone should be as lucky as me. &#160; Got anything to add to my list? What have you learned that you carried forward after making a BIG decision? Let me know in your comment below!]]></description>
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		<title>Seeing Mental Health from Both Sides</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2015 22:00:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Martha Karkoski]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Working in an acute psychiatric hospital for 14 years as a Registered Nurse, I could not believe what the human mind and body can endure. I heard horrible stories about parents selling their children for drugs and alcohol. Abuses of the mind and body from allegedly love ones. I remember a man that was in his 30&#8217;s who was fully functioning and then he snapped and became a &#8220;monkey&#8221;. He would not wear clothing and he defecated on the floor. He walked so his hands drug on the floor. He would not talk but screech. We had to approach him very carefully. His medication were placed in foods. The man ended up in a long term facility so he could be evaluated. I also saw a case of an eight year old child trying to kill her mother and step-father because the child was to be given to her biological father whom she never met after he got out of prison! I remember a man that was in his 30&#8217;s who was fully functioning and then he snapped and became a &#8220;monkey&#8221;. He would not wear clothing and he defecated on the floor. &#8230; We had to approach him very carefully. I always found psych so interesting because you can see an injury and treat it, but the mind is a challenge. Psychiatric has a stigma. People do not like to admit they need help psychologically. I was one of these people. I worked IN psych, I didn&#8217;t NEED it. I was the therapist, there was nothing wrong with me! But, I fell into a depression after loosing two people that were close to me. I really didn&#8217;t know what was wrong. I had so many somatic complaints that I did not realize that I was depressed. I came to an understanding, I learned that in being a nurse, or anyone, we stuff our feelings in a &#8220;box&#8221;. That box eventually gets full and all those feeling and thoughts you thought were dealt with come out with a vengeance. They become overwhelming. It is hard to share how you feel with people who are close to you. That is when a therapist, psychologist or psychiatrist comes in. They listen and you just talk about what is bothering you. It is scary because you learn alot about yourself. You learn to resolve your issues in the past and how to cope and handle you present problems. Don&#8217;t be afraid of taking medications to help you cope. It took me three different medications to find one that helped me. I am now doing great. I came to an understanding, I learned that in being a nurse, or anyone, we stuff our feelings in a &#8220;box&#8221;. That box eventually gets full and all those feeling and thoughts you thought were dealt with come out with a vengeance. They become overwhelming. It is hard to share how you feel with people who are close to you. &#160; From all of my experiences, I have learned (and am still learning) that you can&#8217;t change anyone but yourself. Don&#8217;t sweat the small stuff is so true. Life has away of working things out if you only give it a chance. &#160; &#160; &#160;]]></description>
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		<title>Fergie &amp; the Fire (2014)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2015 09:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kate Robinson]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today started like any other day. I took the kids to school, came home, and had my first workout in almost 3 months. After my trainer left, I sat down and 90 seconds later, my phone rang. “Hi, Kate – this is Kellan’s teacher.” “Uh-oh…. what did he do THIS time…?” “The school has been evacuated, and all the children are being held at (blank). Please come get him as soon as you can.” “What about my daughter?” “I don’t know.” That was my first and last communication with the school for hours. I immediately hopped into my car, and started the 15 minute drive to get BOTH of my younger children. My oldest goes to a difference school, one which was not evacuated, so that gave me a little bit of comfort as I drove down the main road. I tried listening to music, but all I could think about was seeing the kids. I was so focused on the road ahead, that when I finally reached a stoplight and had a minute to look around me, I realized that everyone inside their cars and out had their smart phones pointed at the hills in the distance. I looked in the same direction, and that’s when I saw the enormous plume of smoke rapidly filling the skies. It moved fast and with purpose, and I feared what lay ahead. As my car traveled farther north, I started to notice all the surrounding cars being re-routed, and when I looked at the intersection 3 stoplights from the kids’ school, it was completely blocked off by police cars and fire trucks. Being horrible at navigating pretty much anything, I turned with all the other cars, and then turned on my GPS to find another route. But it made no difference; regardless of where I turned, I ended up being turned around by police cars &#38; sirens. Alas, I ended up back on the main road, upon which I had just attempted to circumvent, and decided just to pull over and gather my thoughts. As soon as I did, 5 men rushed to my car shouting, “Lady! Watch out! Embers are hitting the power lines directly above your car!” Could this day get any better? I moved my car forward, out of danger from the lines, and then started madly texting all the moms and teachers from school whom I could think of. The first part of the text was to tell them to get their children, and the second part asked if anyone could take mine, as well. Then, I waited. I waited for what seemed like an eternity, but turned out to be the longest hour of my life. Not to mention, I suffer from anxiety, so how I was able to stay calm through this is beyond me. And then, as I sat there, constantly reassuring myself that the kids were fine, I looked out my window and saw a woman standing alone, sobbing. There were several people out of their cars, but she was alone. I got out of my car and walked right up to her, and without saying a word, I wrapped my arm around her and let her cry on my shoulder. When she finally stopped, she explained that she was watching the fires surrounding the apartment complex where she lived, and she was devastated because she&#8217;d been evacuated so quickly, she had no family around and she had not had time to grab one single item. Absolutely nothing. She felt helpless and alone, and I wished I knew how to help her. As we stood there, both waiting for very different things, it occurred to me that this perfect stranger – a woman I had never met, and would probably never see again, was helping me in ways that she probably never expected. And I would like to think that I did the same for her. And then, after several minutes, I received a text from a friend of mine that another mom had grabbed the kids and they were safe at the mom’s house and eating turkey melts. I couldn’t have been happier or more relieved. But as I got back into my car, I stopped, rolled down the window and asked the woman if she would like my number, in case she needed somewhere to go. I explained to her that, even though we were strangers, that didn’t change the fact that we are both people, and it’s important to help each other. She gladly took my number, and I hoped I would hear from her again. &#8230;in times of need, we can and should do what we can to help each other. I drove to the nearest gas station, and as I waited for the parents, also known as my heroes, to bring the kids to me, it occurred to me that in times of need, we can and should do what we can to help each other. Even a small gesture can go a long way when someone feels helpless and alone. When my kids finally came, I hugged them long and hard, and then went straight home. And an hour later, my phone beeped. It was Fergie – the lady by the side of the road. She had been able to go back to her apartment long enough to grab a few things, and her children were safely on their way to a friend’s house. She ended the text with a smiley face, and for a moment, it made all the chaos and sadness of the previous few hours seem like a distant memory.]]></description>
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		<title>Beautiful Soul</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2015 16:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; This post from, Humans of New York, hit home with me today. Over the past 2 months I have seen the same woman on the corner right by my house asking for &#8220;anything.&#8221; She was burned by the Arizona sun, beaten down by whatever difficulties life had presented, but yet so sweet and thankful the few times I spoke with her. I rarely hand the homeless money, however I occasionally do, or I&#8217;d pack 2 lunches on my way to work for someone on the street. Over the course of the two months Tom and I had given this woman close to $30 dollars, our lottery ticket that we had won $10 off of, food, and as much positive energy that we could send her way. This woman always made my day, despite her hardships which made it even better when she stood in a nice outfit, cleaned hair, brand new shoes and a sign that read, &#8220;Thank you for your help, I was able to purchase myself a nice outfit and get a job for my family and I. I start next Tuesday!&#8221; How awesome is that?! She: 1) Used the money for the right things  2) Took time to thank those who helped her in her time of need. She is such a beautiful soul &#38; I will continue to send good vibes her way!!! &#160; *This was originally a status update on Facebook from Jill. She gave us her permission to share it on WIRL Project. ]]></description>
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		<title>My Skin Won&#8217;t Stop Me Movement at WIRL Project</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2015 09:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sara Brennan]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; I am so thrilled to announce our My Skin Won&#8217;t Stop Me Movement at WIRL Project!! We&#8217;ve collaborated with Caysia, an all natural jewelry company, and WIRL Project member, Eben, to come up with this awesome story-sharing initiative to support Psoriasis research! To be involved, click to visit our My Skin Won&#8217;t Stop Me page to learn all the details, but here is a rundown: The Challenge: It may not be Psoriasis, it may be Acne, wrinkles, Eczema, a scar, or even the color of your skin; the point is, we all have something.  We are challenging you to share your skin insecurities and tell us why your skin won&#8217;t stop you! 1. Agree to the challenge and &#8220;Contribute a WIRL&#8221; with the tag &#8220;My Skin Won&#8217;t Stop Me&#8221;. WIRL Project will donate $1 for every WIRL contributed towards this My Skin Won&#8217;t Stop Me movement! 2. Once published, share your WIRL on social media and encourage others to become a member of WIRL Project and get involved. 3. Support our cause by purchasing a bracelet, called &#8220;Eben&#8221;, to raise awareness and by doing so, Caysia will donate some of the proceeds to Psoriasis research! It&#8217;s so easy to do, so please take the time to join WIRL Project and share your story. Nobody&#8217;s story is too big or too small, too elaborate or too boring; as long as you&#8217;re being real, we want to hear what it&#8217;s really like for you. Thank you for supporting our cause and I can&#8217;t wait to read your WIRLs and empower, educate, and inspire through story sharing! &#160; *Oh, and don&#8217;t forget to use the promo code: EBEN when purchasing your &#8220;Eben&#8221; Psoriasis bracelet from Caysia; the link is listed below! &#160; I&#8217;ve also included a video (below) to explain and guide you through the My Skin Won&#8217;t Stop Me movement.]]></description>
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		<title>Healthy Chocolate Dessert</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2015 23:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Diane Andriacchi]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Does anyone have a  somewhat &#8220;healthy&#8221; recipe to satisfy my chocolate cravings?? I recently lost a few pounds and would like to keep it off but still enjoy something sweet!!]]></description>
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