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For several years now I've participate with the Salt Lake Chapter of an organization known as the IIBA (International Institute of Business Analysis), and have even been fortunate to serve on it's board for a large portion of that time. And I really can't express adequately what a blessing it's been in my life.

When I was first starting down this career path, I was a bit of a lone wolf. I was the only one at my previous company that had an interest in growing my career as a Business Analyst, and it was often a lonely road to try and find career validation there. But through a bit of miraculous intervention (a friend in my Mid-Singles Ward was colleagues with some folks who were connected with the chapter), I found the IIBA. Not only did I find the IIBA, but I found friends (my BBAFF's - Best Business Analysis Friends Forever), mentoring, and a professional community. I was able to get a certification in my career path, and eventually I found my way to my current job.

For the last year or so, I took a bit of a break from the IIBA, thinking I should focus my energies on my new job. But I recently have found my way back, and am again serving on the Board.

Last evening we had a terrific event, where we were fortunate to receive a visit from representatives from the International office in Toronto, Canada. I came away feeling very energized, and grateful for the opportunities I've been given because of this organization. 

Here's a photo we took of some of the current board members and the Toronto folks at the event.




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