humanity
The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.
When the Growing is Easy
Today, my pandemic porch garden finally sprouted. To be fair, it's not so much a garden as it is a thin layer of dirt mixed with rocks mixed with the discarded bottle caps of residents past. Scratch down half an inch and you'll find concrete. It's an unfortunate bald spot on the front porch of my apartment.
By Chelsea Delaney5 years ago in Journal
Starting with Only $27, This Trail-Blazing Entrepreneur has Built a 7-Figure Nonprofit and a 6-Figure Business
Does it ever feel like the world is stacked against you? Entrepreneur Connie Bobo knows exactly how that feels. You wouldn’t know it by looking at her now, but there was a time when Connie had to decide whether she was going to let adversity consume her or if she was going to climb her way up from the bottom.
By Victoria Kennedy5 years ago in Journal
When Natural Disaster Strikes, This Attorney Helps Pick Up The Pieces
Who do you call when life as you know it falls apart? For many property owners in the coastal southeast, the answer is simple: Galen M. Hair. As a property insurance attorney and owner at Insurance Claim HQ, Galen helps his clients through the aftermath of some of the most stressful days of their lives. Galen has helped over 800 families rebuild their homes and businesses after natural disasters destroyed their properties.
By Victoria Kennedy5 years ago in Journal
Denver executive search firms: How it differs from a recruiting agency?
For the past years, employment agencies and executive search firms cater to a wide array of needs of the corporate world. And they often interview and identify candidates who may not be actively seeking new positions.
By Anastasia Isabelle Wallen5 years ago in Journal
One Decision Can Change Your Life for Forever
From the moment I walked into the store, I had sensory overload that I didn’t know if I walked into a bookstore or a garage sale. The lights were bright and color was everywhere, and the piping hot chai latte I was holding in my right hand waiting for it to cool off so I could at least sip the taste of deliciousness wasn’t helping me calm down either. I felt lost, completely alone and overwhelmed with the direction my life was headed, and I thought coming here would at least be a good starting point on where to go next. Oops, guess I was wrong about that.
By Stacy Schilling5 years ago in Journal
The Real Tales of an Intern
“Hello, who is this?” “Sam, it’s me, Chad”. Sam thought…which Chad was this? Then she remembered. Of course: “How are you?” “I am good. You?” “I am cool. What’s up with you?” “I am trying to sort out my internship.” “Any heads up?” “Yes, I got a slot in the public hospital downtown.” “Don’t go there.” “Why?” “The ambiance is gloomy. You don’t want to end up with depression while interning.” “Do I have a choice? You know how difficult it is to get a slot. And it is not as if internships are optional. I have to hold on to this until I find something else.” “Okay, keep me posted.” “Thanks for checking in.” “You are welcome.” Chad hung up.
By Nkeonye Judith IZUKA5 years ago in Journal
Creating My Happy
I have wanted to be a writer since I was 12. In middle school, I wrote short stories. In high school, I wrote free-verse poetry and a novella. In college, academic papers. No matter what I was working on, I was able to immerse myself in it, building a story one word at a time (even in academic papers), and I was happy while I worked.
By David Marquiss5 years ago in Journal
Round-a-bout my perception of myself
An incredible story I remembered today, a story to give you inspiration, a story that is real as ever, and a story in which you tell yourself well fuck if he could do it despite hurdles, I can too. It all begins at my job tired and waiting to get my last massage over with. Summoning what was left of my energy, I looked at my schedule and found a name that I found kind of funny yet unforgettable. For the privacy of this angel we will call him gw. Anyways my schedule indicated he was checked in, so like a boxer going into the ring getting ready to kick ass I went out to the lobby to greet him. I walked out he looked like I thought he wouldn’t, but I mean i don’t know what I was expecting. He was a tall, stalky man very soft spoken and very sweet. I started my massage and of course my clients cannot help but ignite the small talk in the beginning, which I don’t mind at all I love to talk so if my clients are willing I’m yo lady. Small talk usually consist of how long I been a therapist? Do I like it? And where am I from? Deeper into convo this man had said he had an interesting career. This man made pretty damn good money designing Round-A-bouts in the city in which he lived. Now my first question was how did you fall into something that cool. I know I never thought that would be a career, but someone does have to design them. My mind was intrigued so I questioned him about it. He told me that when he was younger he had a terrible accident in which he could not remember any part of his life prior not even his own mom, he was only 5 years old. This accident had affected the rest of his life. Imagine being without the memory of bonding with family members like we all do when we are babies. This blew my mind so he wanted to find a practical way to slow down drivers. To prevent accidents like his. He explained that stop lights are a lot more dangerous and did not get people to slow down. Rebellious in nature what do we truthfully do when we see a yellow light. Guilty. He continued by saying Round-A-Bouts made us have to slow down. So this man did some extensive research and it led him to the U.K. where round-a-bouts were prominent. Here he is in the U.S. designing them. It just blew me away how easy this man set a goal and executed, despite a brain injury which had impaired him in some ways. That was like so out of reach in my mind. Wow I know many people that would not even think twice about this story as fucking amazing. For me this confirmed that my perception of my future was so out of reach. Here I am doing all these visualizations and law of attraction exercises and this man just had a strong passion to help, he did some research and accomplished his goal like effortlessly. I’ve come to realize that all my efforts and exercises and meditation results in nada, without a specific spark that ultimately can impact others in a positive way. I now have to take in a couple of steps back in time to find that passion that I had when I was younger. I say this and go back to my youth, because for some reason the only things I can imagine me doing are not any of my passions. The only things I can think of are careers that make good money, careers that society would approve of, which I’m interested in, but not passionate about. I guess they could make a difference, but how would I make a difference if I was not passionate about it. Another thing that intrigued me was I watched a documentary on the Secrets of Water . This documentary spoke about how water traveled it’s path with very smooth gradual turns, and how water does not just go straight nor stop. Water goes around things that block it, it stops for a nobody unless it’s man-made but I bet it puts up a fight. We are made with about 70% water maybe, this may be why we tend to not listen to that yellow light law, and feel compelled to do quite the opposite. This is only my observation, I am not any way shape or form a professional on any of those subjects, but I mean it makes sense, and it’s quite interesting to me. Moving a long I’ve come to realize that if I cannot fathom the incredible, I cannot be incredible. I do what I want, and believe I can do anything. This motto is how I am living my life nowadays. I feel I was meant to hear the story for a reason, just another breadcrumb to achieve my goals. I would just like to let the universe know that I understand what they’re trying to tell me and thank you GW for laying on my table and sharing your story. You are an amazing soul.
By aysha valenzuela5 years ago in Journal
Black in Business...the dopest
Inspiration can quite literally come from anywhere. Inspiration can come from anyone at any time. I love to write. I have been writing stories and poems since I was ten years old. It has always been a dream of mine to be an author. I want people to know who I am, and to read, know and love my work. I'm working on it! One day a few weeks ago, I was doing what I always do, I was simply scrolling social media. I saw a page advertising something called "vocal". Curious, I clicked the link to check it out and to see what it was. As the saying goes, "the rest was history." I created my profile and started writing. I write so fast and grip the pen so tight that my hand hurts and my fingers lock up. I just stop for a second or two and then get back to it. I told myself that by this time next year, people are going to know my name and they will be BEGGING for my next story. I believe things happen how and when they are supposed to. I am trying to make the best use of social media to promote myself. I post a video or photo with my vocal link attached. I am starting from scratch. Progress is slow but it is steady. I am grateful...
By Latoya Giles 5 years ago in Journal
