I realize I haven’t said much about what I really do at work. I know I talk about it a lot, but I’ve barely said anything about what I really do. I’m an aid for a special needs child. This girl has become very special to me in a very short amount of time. I have only known her for about two weeks, but she has already stolen my heart, and I look forward to going to work.
Today, a couple women came over to the house to talk to this girl’s parents about aids. I couldn’t hear everything, but from what I gathered, she can’t have the same aid when she turns 18. I don’t know if I heard correctly, but I sure hope I didn’t. She’s 16. That gives me only two short years to be with her if I heard correctly.
It was heartbreaking to hear. I have thought about that being a possibility, but I never thought it would be a reality. All I can do now is just hope and pray that I didn’t hear correctly. Even if I did, though, I will just have to be thankful to the Lord above for giving me this job now. Seeing her light up is worth more to me than a paycheck ever will be. Money will go away. That special smile that I see every time I go to work never will.
I know I just started this job, but it’s really a special one. My first job is part of what I want to do with the rest of my life. I will always be thankful to know this girl, no matter how long or short of a time I am an aid for her.