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When I describe the dark period that has encompassed much of my initial postpartum years, a good word to use is “bleak.” In 2009, I gave birth to my first child, a boy. Just five weeks later, I remember looking at him lying asleep in his bassinet, his little body only taking up a small corner of his not-so-big bed, with his teeny little red face ever-so-slightly sticking out of this swaddle. The room was lit with a small lamp and I smiled as I stared at his peaceful motionless body…
Having lived through coronavirus in the state with the most cases and then some, I have a few thoughts and updates to share about my experiences.
The words below should be construed as opinions and not facts, but given my proximity to the virus and its effects on me personally, I can say I’ve put considerable research into these ideas and you can make of them as you wish.
As many of you may have read, I live in the first suburb in the United States with a massive coronavirus outbreak that was associated with community spread.
I am a proud member of that community.
Today, I intend to share how my community became the center of an outbreak, the testing process, and my (our) current reality.
While most people in New York State began their quarantines on March 17 or thereabouts, my story begins in the first week of March, when school was cancelled on a quiet Tuesday morning (3/2).
Earlier this week, news outlets began to report New York’s second known coronavirus case, the first in Westchester County. When it was discovered that the patient was a person I knew and had interacted with, the situation began to hit home.
For those unfamiliar with the COVID-19 situation in Westchester county, the impact was significant and unique. Patient zero*, if you will, is like most everyone reading this: someone’s child, a parent, someone who went to work everyday to assist clients and care for his family, and who would then go home. He also was like me, someone who identified…
Depression and anxiety suck the life out of you.
I know this because I’ve been there.
Last year was particularly tough for me. Trauma and tragedy put me in a downward spiral.
When you’re there, you don’t really care how others look at you. After all, you’re not really even looking at yourself, but when you do, it isn’t good.
One day that changed for me though. I tried on a little spritz of perfume, something I had worn before, but my perspective was different.
When you’re at a low point, remember, you’re not doing things for other people. …
So, you want to become a software engineer. My guess: you’re majoring (or planning to major) in computer science, you love to code, and you want to build the next big thing. What’s next?
Let’s take a deep dive into what you really need to do to get a fast pace, action-packed (and sometimes cushy) software engineering job. We’ll start from the beginning: high school, and then share what ideal path you need to take to become well on your way to join the ranks of the software engineering elite.
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