Froswa is a nut for networking which is why she's intrigued with social capital! She really enjoys connecting people to one another and to resources! She is currently working on her PhD at Antioch University in Leadership and Change. She's in the second year of her program. She is employed by an international NGO and also provides consulting and training for organizations. She is a mother of an eleven year old daughter who thinks Justin Bieber is amazing. She and her husband have been married for sixteen years. Most of her friends and family would say that her hobbies include work, talking about social capital, and helping others and although those things do make her squirm with excitement, she loves spending time with her family, listening to music (she's stuck in the 80s and early 90s), and reading.
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Repositioning with an Attitude of Gratitude for 2012
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It’s so easy to get caught in how much you have to accomplish. I haven’t gone Christmas shopping and I really need to study. The list of what needs to be done sometimes seems endless. Listening to Jill Scott has put things in perspective for me. The song, “Blessed” is a reminder of the many opportunities we have to be grateful. As we come to the close of another year, it is important to count our many blessings and recognize that despite the setbacks, every single moment we experience is significant. I am blessed.
I am blessed because I am a mother to a child who is healthy, happy, and whole. She is the joy of my life and as much as I teach her, I find that I am learning so much more about her and about life. As she laments about her friends who make her sad one day and elated the next, she reminds me that situations that seem insurmountable at the time change quickly. No matter what comes my way, I can get through it. Those moments that seem unbearable aren’t always the case later. My child teaches me to laugh and allows me to experience life through the eyes of child. So often we miss out on the fun and silly things that really make life special and sentimental.
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I love watching my daughter grow. As frustrating as it can be some days when she tells me what clothing matches or I am told that Justin Bieber is gorgeous, I still see so much of myself in this wonderful person. I see not only my shortcomings but I am also able to see my possibilities and potential to grow and learn each day. She allows me to see how some where, some thing happens to the dreams of little girls when they become women. We get sidetracked and fail to live life to the fullest.
I find that as women, sometimes we give up on moving forward. We allow others to define who we are and where we will go. Life’s trials and tribulations take a toll and we become overwhelmed and stuck. In a world that is constantly defining who we are and what we should think, it is life changing when you become attuned to your own vibration. Sometimes the voices of others become so loud that at some point, we fail to listen to our own cries for help and the sounds that will soothe us.
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Reflections on Loss and Love
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This past week marked the 6th year anniversary of my father's death. Just two weeks ago, a college friend passed away at the age of 45. It is strange how these experiences can define what really matters. These two individuals were very special to me and as I remember the impact they had on my life, the flood of memories is combined with laughter, smiles and tears. It is in this very moment, I am experiencing love and loss at the same time.
I am convinced that in order to really experience life, you have to appreciate the extremes that exist. I know love. I have been blessed to understand the varieties of love. I love my child with a love that is unexplainable. No matter what she does, it never changes how I feel about her. My marriage has taught me the range of love--from intensity to intimacy. I love my family--they offer me invaluable support. I know brotherly love just as I have tasted the depths of passion. But love has also come with a price.
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The Decline of "Social Capital"
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Being voiceless is almost unimaginable for many of us. We are able to express our discontent if we do not receive the services that we expect. We can tell our representatives that we don't appreciate legislation that could impact our quality of life. We even can create coalitions with others who feel like we do about a particular subject.
In our society, young people are often voiceless. They are not able to vote. They seldom get opportunities to serve in leadership positions that can change policy. For the most part, they are not even at the table to offer insight and feedback when decisions are being made.
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