The Story of a Baby Grant Writer
I remember that chilly November day in 1994 when I went with my mom to the DMV to get my driver’s license. At the age of 16, I can remember…
I remember that chilly November day in 1994 when I went with my mom to the DMV to get my driver’s license. At the age of 16, I can remember…
A nonprofit had their only office administrator suddenly resign. Then, the dreaded “hit by the bus” scenario played out in real-time. Were Are? bills due? Are grants due? When was…
Recombobulating in 2021 after Discombobulating in 2020 Recombobulation. I really love that word - in fact, it might be my favorite word. If you don’t know the meaning, perhaps the…
Welcome to Loving Venti's blog where you'll receive bi-weekly updates, reflections and tips. As many of you know, I love to connect with people over coffee (who doesn’t??), but what…