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	<title>Caritas Project</title>
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		<title>Mistakes</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Marc writes:
One mistake that I’ve made on a consistent basis was being disrespectful. To whom?&#8230;.  My mother, father, close friends and so on.  As much as I knew I was being rude, I just wouldn’t get it.  With this mistake comes many lessons to come.
I noticed that the same pattern that I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2010/01/27/mistakes/</link>
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		<title>My Big Mistake</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Steve writes:  One of my biggest mistakes in life is not building a close relationship with my father.  As I got older and more into my drug use we really drifted apart.  When I was 20 years old he passed away from cancer.  I will never be able to have that [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2010/01/27/my-big-mistake/</link>
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		<title>Lessons in Life</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Tom writes:
I’ve made several mistakes in my twenty seven years on this earth but none stand out to me as much as the mistake I made when I was thirteen.  I was living with my father, in Newfoundland, at the time and the people who I considered friends were starting to pick on me and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2009/12/08/lessons-in-life/</link>
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		<title>Addiction</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Anonymous writes:
My addiction became the only way to deal with life.  The ways of life for me were to hurt my family, hurt my friends, hurt others, and hurt myself.  The work that I did for my addiction was to steal, lie, cheat, spend earned money, and to rob.  My experience in rehabs and jail [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2009/12/08/addiction/</link>
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		<title>My Mistake</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Chris writes:
I believe that one of my biggest mistakes is taking my life for granted.  I put no value to my time and procrastinated on all the important things in life that really matter.  For example, my family, my health, my friends and many more things that I can carry on about.
 
I’ve learned that like [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2009/12/08/my-mistake/</link>
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		<title>The Biggest Mistake in My Life</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Aaron writes:
There was a period of time when I was nineteen years of age, my mother broke up with my father.  My part to play in this is that I had resented the fact my mother did what she did and because I felt so hurt inside.  I took advantage of her and began to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2009/12/08/the-biggest-mistake-in-my-life/</link>
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		<title>Hopeless to Hope</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Tom writes:
Before coming into this program I was living in homeless shelters and on the street for two years.  I had no job, no real friends and no desire to live honestly.  My life was a living hell with no purpose at all; I would wake up every morning and have absolutely nothing to do [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2009/09/14/hopeless-to-hope/</link>
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		<title>A Meaningful Purpose</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Rob writes:
If I were to describe my life today in one word it would be “purposeful”.  Today I believe in a purpose driven life.  This is how I view life today but it wasn’t how I viewed it not too long ago.  My life before this belief was filled with very little purpose.  In fact, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2009/09/14/a-meaningful-purpose/</link>
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		<title>My Life</title>
		<description><![CDATA[EM writes:
My life used to be exciting before,
But I had nothing worth fighting for.
It used to be about pleasure,
Yet I was blind to the real treasure.
I wanted it to be
Like peaches and soft cream.
But I kept falling in ditches
With lost dreams.
My life was about partying
From evening ‘til morning.
Yet it always seemed boring
Because I had no [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2009/09/14/my-life/</link>
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		<title>The Road to Persistence</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Derek writes:
Two years today marks an unbelievable, indescribable, and at the time, unachievable journey.  I remember vividly reading what was written in the Caritas Quarterly newsletter about a man whose alias was Rob.  As I read, stricken with fear, frustration, and mostly doubt, I tried to understand the type of “long hard journey” [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2009/07/03/the-road-to-persistence/</link>
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