by Admin | Aug 31, 2016 | Blog, Life/Personal History/Goals, Philosophy, Wisdom/Advice
Jon Filitti Editor Twitter A while back I was asked to write a “What I Believe” essay for an NPR Radio exercise for one of the local high schools. This is what I shared… “What is right for me is not merely what I want or wish to be right, but what I honestly think is...
by Admin | Aug 26, 2016 | Blog, Life/Personal History/Goals, Philosophy, Wisdom/Advice
Jessica Reino Editor Twitter There is something inspiring about watching the Olympic Games. I have always been a fan of many of the events, but the U.S. Women’s Gymnastic Team has particularly caught my interest this year. One of the women is from my home state and...
by Admin | Aug 25, 2016 | Blog, Life/Personal History/Goals, Philosophy, Wisdom/Advice
Laura Clydesdale Contributor Twitter I treat my children differently. I know you shouldn’t do that. If you do, you’re certainly not supposed to admit it! Even my son and daughter know that I consciously do this…because I’ve told them. It all started last...
by Admin | Aug 22, 2016 | Blog, Life/Personal History/Goals, Philosophy
Chiara Townley Contributor Twitter This past July my husband and I packed 3 years of life in Berkeley, California. We will leave all our stuff in the house of my in-laws for 6 months while we will travel around the world. I lived in 3 different countries to date, but...
by Admin | Aug 15, 2016 | Blog, Failure/Vulnerability, Life/Personal History/Goals, Philosophy, Psychology, Wisdom/Advice
Joe Cardamone Contributor Twitter Failing to failed. There is a lot of ground to cover and different paths to take from the first word to the second. It may seem like I‘m arguing semantics, but a change in the tense of a word has meaning. Stopping to stopped. Loving...
by Admin | Aug 10, 2016 | Blog, Life/Personal History/Goals, Philosophy, Psychology, Relationships, Wisdom/Advice
Laura Clydesdale Contributor Twitter “I have to write an essay on Beyonce’s video, Formation, for tonight’s homework on perseverance and self-esteem,” my son said as he strolled into the kitchen straight off the bus from high school. “I figured this was...
