I have always loved working with special needs people. I have helped with Special Olympics, the special needs program at my high school, and have enjoyed talking to people I have come in contact with at church, college, etc. with special needs.
Originally, when I started college, I thought my entire goal would to be get a degree so I can be a missionary to Africa. That has changed. Yes, I am still called to Africa (if not, this tattoo on my left arm would be unfortunate...). But, I am also called to children with special needs, especially babies and toddlers. I know that I could do work here in the States as well as when I go overseas and still be able to help everywhere I am.
This desire has not been new, but the decision to pursue it has. It is a scary thing for me. I have heard this field has a lot of burn out. There isn't much money involved in it. It is a draining job. And it require 4 more years of schooling and moving schools at some point.
I am ready, though. I get tired of days where I feel like I am not helping anyone. I want to make a difference and an impact on the world. So this, this is my new adventure. I am not sure how or when it will begin, but you will be the first to know.
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