Not long ago I announced I'd be going back to work Will Work For Food. This week I did it- as a developmental therapy tech. I was a bit apprehensive to say the least. I'm a stay at home mom all the way through the heart- but it's mostly for mom reasons we are finding this necessary. Now I see it as a blessing. No, I don't mean a financial blessing. I'm talking about the fact that I get to go to work with angels every day. Two sets of them. I am very impressed with the facility I work for. The staff's rapport with each other is great, everyone is positive and happy to be there. They treat the clients with the utmost respect. I watched for an hour and a half as one of my associates, after constantly questioned, reminded a client of the time and how much longer until it was time to go home approximately every 2 minutes- no exaggeration (35-40 times). You'd never know if it became annoying to her.
That brings me to the greatest part of my work- the clients. They are the true angels, special spirits from heaven paired with simple minds and complicated bodies. I get hugs, high-fives and smiles everywhere I go. In the lunchroom they all beg me to sit by them. Someone accomplishes something and everyone claps and cheers. It takes very little to entertain them. One comment like "Fire in the hole" and they all crack up. They don't need much, just a little love, patience and guidance and they're thrilled.
I can't help but think it's how we all should be. Easily satisfied, non-judgmental, happy to help, happy to be alive, no matter the hardships we have. As frustrations arise when I have too many things to do in my day I only need remember that I have these responsibilities because I've been given MUCH- things like two working legs, a mind that although somewhat flighty has the ability to calculate 1+2, the ability to get a drink by myself without getting lost walking across the hallway. Yes, I'm fortunate, I'm lucky, I'm blessed. I have a working mind and body......And I'm working with angels.