What if you hate networking?

I don’t remember when I attended my first networking group probably because I’ve blocked it out. I’m fairly certain I did a crappy job. I was scared, shaking in fact, and had no idea what to do. When it came to my turn to impress people with “what I did” I have no idea what I said. I could barely speak. I hated networking. Sometimes I still do. Well, I hate the “old-school” way of networking. (That’s also why I started Biz Divas.) Old-school style is giving out as many business cards as possible in the hour you are together, getting as many business cards, making small talk to “impress” people, pitching people on your stuff then putting all of those business cards into your database so you can spam them. Lame. Super lame. As Marilyn Sorensen said at a recent networking group she spoke at, Networking is really just a fancy word for making friends. It’s about connecting. It’s about being genuinely supportive to other people. That’s it. People ask all the time how to network if you are shy. Flashback to me as a kid: quiet and shy. I was more content drawing and playing with one or two other kids and disliked being in the spotlight. Flashback to me in high school: quiet, shy and now add a low self esteem. Flashback to college: ditto for what was in high school. This shifted in my mid-to-late 20s. I have not always been someone who could easily talk to people. In fact, I still have to prepare myself to go into a room full of people and...
I’m Not a Mom (technically), but I’m Still Celebrating Mother’s Day

I’m Not a Mom (technically), but I’m Still Celebrating Mother’s Day

Today is Mother’s Day. Along with my thoughts to celebrate the moms in my life I also think about some things that are a little more solemn… On this annual day of recognition, I often think about friends who have lost their mother. Is this day especially tough for them? I think about the many friends who have lost a baby through a miscarriage or a death? How do they feel? I also think about the women and couples who haven’t been able to conceive but so badly want to. I also think about the brave women and couples who place their baby up for adoption. And about those people who have excitedly adopted those precious children. I’m not a mother in the traditional sense, as in I’ve never given birth to a child. But I still consider myself a mother. (The picture to the left is my sister Rochelle and I. She and her husband just returned to the states yesterday after being stationed in Japan for the past three years.) Reason #1: As the oldest of four kids, I often had the “mothering” role with my siblings. I would do practically anything for my siblings. One Halloween, I was in high school and my two sisters were wanting to dress up to go trick-or-treating. I got an idea. They could be Hershey Kisses. Don’t ask me where this came from, but we were all excited. I got brown garbage sacks and cut a hole for their head and arms. They each put it on like a dress and we tied the bottom…then we started stuffing. We packed...

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