This past week I did part of my training in the office learning the mounds of paperwork that is required and part of my training out on the road, doing what I will be entrusted to do. I will be doing the same thing again this week. I know, going into this type of work, the burn out rate is high. The turnover rate even higher, yet I still remain eternally optimistic.
If there is just one child, one family that benefits from what I do then I am happy. I know that this job, specifically, is not what I want to do for the rest of my life, but the experience I will gain will be phenomenal.
I am naively optimistic that everyone will want and welcome my help. Realistically this will not be the case. I think that will be the hardest part for me, seeing a family, a mother, a child, a father that chooses to remain content without considering his/her possibilities. It does not make them less than me or me more than them. I just want to show that change is possible.
Once upon a time, I was a single mom. Working full time, going to school, raising 3 boys - it's not easy. I tried to do it without help until I realized I couldn't. I had to rely on family. I had to rely on government assistance. I hated it. It makes me feel weak to have to ask for help. I understand the nuances of change. I really do.
I cannot fathom that I will ever doubt man's ability to change. I just hope that change is for the better.