National Louis University is considered one of the best schools for veterans according to College Factual’s recent rankings.
NLU is in the top 10% of the country for veterans. More specifically it was ranked #155 out of 2,104 schools. It could not have earned this ranking without offering quality education, resources, and affordability to U.S. service members.
As Veteran’s Day Week continues, let’s extend our gratitude to our student veterans for their service, as well as our fantastic staff in the Veterans’ Resource Center for making NLU such a welcoming institution for those who have served.
In uncertain times like these, the civic ideal that Abraham Lincoln represents is more important than ever. Lincoln was one of the most important leaders in American history, whose moral compass and firm resolve guided the country through one of the most difficult challenges to its very existence, the Civil War.
This week, NLU celebrates its first generation college students. First generation students are the first in their immediate families to pursue higher education in a college setting, embodying the essential purpose of the 1965 Higher Education Act (HEA).
November 8 was selected as the date for the annual National First-Generation College Celebration Day to honor the anniversary of the signing of the HEA during President Lyndon B. Johnson’s administration.
Like other hallmark legislation of that era, such as the Civil Rights Act of 1964 and the Voting Rights Act of 1965, HEA was intended to expand opportunities that had historically disadvantaged Americans from minority and low-income backgrounds. In addition to providing federal grants and loan programs to help students finance their educations, the legislation made key investments in institutions of higher education.
Today, first generation students are living out the promise of the HEA at National Louis and at colleges and universities around the country. Check our social media and this blog for profiles of NLU’s first-gen students throughout the remainder of the week!
In our blog “Emotional Intelligence” we discussed what emotional intelligence (EQ) is and which habits define it. Now, it’s time to take our analysis a little bit further and dive into exactly why EQ is so important, as well as learn what tools and skills we need to reach optimal emotional intelligence.
When it comes to relationships—whether professional or personal—the ways we interact with different people can vary greatly. Your socialization style at business meetings, family gatherings, and date nights with your partner all require different behavioral approaches. For example, you might not converse with your employer the same way you do with a friend. It’s also equally unlikely you would bring up a complaint to a colleague the same way you would to a family member. Despite these diverse relationship dynamics, there is one unifying characteristic that exists in all social interactions: an inherent ability to manage and direct emotions, relate to other people, and register the emotions of those around us. This ability is called emotional intelligence, otherwise known as emotional quotient or EQ.
The early days of COVID-19 were an utter blur for me. I was glued to my television, watching more news in a week than I had all year. Like all of us, I was clueless about what to expect, and not knowing the future or how this was going to all play out caused a deep panic and uncertainty within me. I grasped for anything that I thought would sooth me, whether it be ordering Cheesecake Factory with money I did not have or indulging in 6 hours straight of television. These unhealthy coping mechanisms weren’t born overnight. Like a lot of people, I’ve experienced different traumatic events in my thirty-four years of life and these go-to mechanisms seemed kind of automatic when COVID-19 took center stage in my life. I’m pretty sure I gained 10 lbs after a couple of months and left absolutely no show unwatched in my queue in an effort to self-sooth the crushing uncertainty I was feeling.
The old concept of working for one company and then retiring and taking home a pension after 40 years has long since faded into the past. These days, many people change careers multiple times prior to deciding on the right one.
While some may worry about the effect of constant career-hopping, it’s okay to change your mind about your career while on your path.
In this article, we take a look at five ways to help you discover the right business career path for you. Use these ideas to guide you so you can find your true path to an incredibly satisfying career.
“Lauren, are you sitting down? Are you with someone right now?” comes my brother’s voice on the other end of line. The chill that runs down my spine is that familiar and feared feeling when you realize the moment has come for you again. Pain and loss had arrived again, in this case, with the death of my mom. Whether I was ready for it or not, my life entered a period of grief. Grief is always difficult. It is a process of finding uneasy peace with a pain we know we’ll live with forever. During the time of global pandemics like COVID-19 and systemic racism, all of humanity is reckoning with grief. The pain is happening at levels both personal and universal for many people. Yet we can’t use the typical tools that our ancestors have handed down to deal with this kind of pain. We can’t come together and gather to share our grief in the ways we always have. We can’t even get to the point where the pain and trauma stop in order to think about moving forward. What does grief look like when the world is upside down?
The celebration of the life and death of the person you loved is key to the process of grieving. When my siblings and I worked together to plan the funeral, it felt surreal. I sat in the church office with ten wooden statues of Jesus looking down on me from the agony of the final moments on the cross. I looked at Bible verses in a specially prepared Funeral Binder and tried to decide which ones best represented my mom’s life. At one point it occurred to me that I should just call and ask her, and then I remembered I couldn’t. Because grief is a strange thing, this made me laugh hysterically. I was able to pull it together enough to make sure that all the steps happened: the wake, the funeral, the burial, the lunch. At the time, it made no sense and seemed like a dream. Looking back, it makes perfect sense and fits in with my memory of every loss in my life.
A few months later, watching my aunt’s zoom funeral after her long and painful battle with COVID was like watching a TV show. I was grateful to be able to participate safely; it was a modern miracle that we could all “be” there with many family members affected by the virus. Hearing the stories of her life, told by her loved ones, was beautiful even though it was over the funeral parlor security camera live feed. However, I realize now that being physically present to share in the ritual is part of what makes the unreal feeling of losing someone seem real. You’re forced to feel the grief that you have been holding as you stand there among others who are sharing your feeling of disorientation. It’s being in the space that has been set aside, among the people who are sharing your sense of being lost, where you can orient yourself in your grief.
Another way humans have dealt with grief is to create a marker of it in a physical place. Much like elephants, humans return to the site of the bones of a loved one as an outlet for the ongoing pain of separation. The tradition in my family dictates that you stand at the grave of the deceased member and stare. It had always felt a bit awkward when I was a kid. Everyone just stands and cries and stares at a tombstone while the overly pungent smell of the flowers we brought sweetens the air in a way that will always make me think of death. Now, I get it. Of course, it is still awkward. When I go for the first time on All Saint’s Day, I will be faced with every thought I have been avoiding for the 10 months since she died. But there I will stand, and I will be forced to have this conversation with her in my head as I stare at the place where her bones rest.
“You know, it really hurt me when you…”
“I just wish I could understand why you…”
“I need to tell you that…”
I’ll stand there and silently scream in my heart and let it all out. I’ll finish by telling her that I love her and I’ll feel better for having let some of my emotions out. A few months later, it will all build up again, just in time for the anniversary of her death or Mother’s Day or some other day to come again. This part of my past will never let go, so I have to learn to live with it. Visiting the grave is one of the tools I have been given to try and live with it.
There are traditions throughout history of wearing black or some other visible signifier when a close loved one has died. It is a way to show the world that this person is grieving so that strangers, without having to ask, will know to go easy on the person, for they are grieving. Right now, it might not even help because we are all wearing black. So many people are suffering on a personal level as well as a community level. The pandemic continues on with its uncertainty and fear. The country moves far too slowly in taking steps to address racism and white supremacy. We know we can’t really begin to move forward until we have safety and justice. Each of us also still deals with the tragedies, big and small, in our own lives. The grief will not relent. We need to treat each other gently and show up for ourselves and others. We are all sleepwalking around in this grief, separated from the time, space, and people we need to heal.
Author: Lauren Anderson, Assistant Professor – Developmental Education