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	<title>Caritas Project</title>
	<link>http://www.caritas.ca</link>
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		<title>My Father, My Hero</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Cian writes:
He came from humble beginnings in a rough city and country
He made due with whatever was provided to him by his mother and other siblings
He joined the work force after high school, a diligent worker, respected and admired
He always aimed for perfection and will not rest until he worked for it
He had a dream [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2010/06/22/my-father-my-hero/</link>
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		<title>Trip to Life</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Audley writes:  The worst mistake I’ve made in my life to this day, I would have to say is to finish high school and instead of going to college for a career, I chose to go with a friend to Florida for a year, which is where my drug habit started and it so happened [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2010/03/15/trip-to-life/</link>
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		<title>My Biggest Mistake in My LIfe</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Thomas writes:  My biggest mistake was pushing away my family.  I’ve done many hurtful things to the people that least deserved to get hurt.  I was greedy, selfish, and a manipulator towards them.  All they wanted from me was to be an honest son but I could not do it.  If I could go back [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2010/03/15/my-biggest-mistake-in-my-life/</link>
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		<title>How Not To Disappear</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Curt writes:  My perception of a mistake is that it is neither good nor bad because for me every time a door closes, a window opens.  But for the sake of a lesson I’ll tell of one such “mistake”.
 In 2006, I was supposed to live with my brother all summer in Alberta.  He’s a rock [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.caritas.ca/2010/03/15/how-not-to-disappear/</link>
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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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