7 Things I’ve Learned About Life And Motherhood Lately

7 Things I_ve Learned About Life And Motherhood Lately

By Chelsea O’Neal

In a world where society seems to tell us that we have to be perfect and to do everything with perfection, it’s a breath of fresh air to step back and realize a few things, not only about life, but about ourselves and those around us. That refreshing feeling of coming to place of really appreciating all that there is and accepting ourselves just the way we are.

Here are 7 things that have been enlightening in my daily routines: Continue reading

My Job Isn’t My Passion, And I’m Okay With That

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By Becky Houdesheldt

If someone had asked me 15 years ago where I thought my professional life would be at 32, I would not have said: 10 years into a company that my dad worked for my whole life. Yet, here I am. Well, I’ll have 10 years in April, as long as I remain employed.

I work in a field that touches on merchant processing. Yawn, right? Except if you think about it, every day millions of people interact with some of the products and applications we host, own or use. I had no concept of what merchant processing was, or just how big the company was that I was getting into, when I took this job at 22. I can type quite fast, which was really the key selling point to the guy who hired me. I have held four positions at this company and each one has been a slight variation of the last. My current job has a lot of depth to it that I have not had to acquire in my previous jobs, which allows for a more focused goal path. Continue reading

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Memory Chest

By Kate Kole

Listen to your own voice, your own soul. Too many people listen to the noise of the world, instead of themselves. – Leon Brown

A few years ago, my mom created a memory chest for me. She filled it with high school yearbooks, significant newspaper clippings, cross country and soccer posters, report cards, and my favorite 101 Dalmatians hat that served as my primary wardrobe staple for the better part of early childhood. I have a slight suspicion that the chest came to be, in part, so I could have access to my most sentimental artifacts, and in (larger) part, so my parents could finally – and without guilt – say sayonara(!) to my shotty kindergarten “artwork”. Continue reading

4 Valuable Things I Discovered While Creating A Vision Board

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By Kate Kole

While cleaning out my closet over the weekend, I stumbled upon a box of empty picture frames. If I’m being completely honest, it was actually a box of frames and about 30 other random items, but for the sake of this article, we’ll focus on the frames. Most were still in good condition, so I knew I’d want to put them to use. That being said, we already have a couple full picture walls in our home, and rather than add to them, I was hoping to use the frames more “creatively” (I place creatively in quotes because I’m pretty sure I never received a grade above a B- in my art classes, so you can imagine how far my crafty skills extend).

I’m not sure whether it was the start of the new year or watching the episode of Fuller House featuring DJ’s ‘Things to Do Before Turning Forty’ board that first sparked inspiration within me, but whichever it was – I quickly decided how the frame that matched my office décor would be used. And with that, I set out to create my own vision board – less focused on ‘things to do’ and more as a means of highlighting my priorities for 2017. I rounded up some old magazines, cleared space on the kitchen table, and got to work drawing out my dreams. Here’s what I discovered in the process: Continue reading

Becoming An Intern At 39

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By Heather Angiletta

I am a 39 year old intern.

It’s not a label I would have used. But this Christmas over a heartfelt walk with my father he named it, I was doing a year of internship.

As we walked around my sister’s farm catching up on my visit home, I sheepishly tried to excuse my lack of perceived career direction and explain how I filled my days that produced no pay check. I felt shame and guilt as I tried to articulate following my passions. My father simply looked at me and said, “you’re doing a year of internship”. Continue reading