Kids

I got a job.  I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but not seriously until this past summer (2012).  I didn’t know what I should do or where I should look.  I didn’t graduate from college and I haven’t “had a job” in over 20 years.  Being a stay at home mom was my job and I loved it.  As my kids got older my job evolved, and it kept me quite busy.  As Madison got older and had her surgeries my job was more involved with her care; and recovery took quite a long time.  Though I don’t think she ever completely recovered after her heart surgery.

My days since Madison’s passing have been filled with cleaning the house, running errands and bringing Dallas where she needs to be.  She has numerous extra curricular obligations, which I often enjoy going to, like plays and chorus concerts.  While these are all important things, they are mostly after school activities.  During the day I found myself wallowing in depression and too much in my own head.  I am not an outgoing person, and am ordinarily reserved, but I needed to do something to get out into the world more.  It’s hard living in a new place where I have no extended family and don’t want to impose on the few friends I have made.

I have taken care of people most of my life, my mother when she was ill, and my kids, so I had an idea of either working with the elderly or the very young.  I wasn’t sure how I would like either, but chose the very young.  There is a day care in the front of my neighborhood so one day in August I called to see if they had an opening.  To my surprise they did, and asked me to send a resume’.  Since I had not been in the work force for a long time they understood my resume’ would be a bit short.  The center hired me for a part time position, which is what I wanted, and I am happy to say I enjoy it.  I work with some very sweet and kind people; this job and meeting so many nice people has been a blessing in my life.  Also, it’s fun to be around 2 – 3 year olds 4 hours a day.  They are cute and sweet and always greet me with a smile and a hug.  Who wouldn’t love that?

One of the reasons I chose to work with kids is Madison.  I think it would have made her happy that I’m working with children.  She loved little kids.  The little ones didn’t judge her or look at her funny, the way some adults or older children did.  She would often catch people staring and it always made her sad if they didn’t smile at her, but just turned away.  Little kids were most often sweet and friendly toward her.  Madison used to say that when she got married she and her husband would adopt 5 kids.  She had lists with boys and girls names that she liked.  She also said they would live close to me so that I could help her take care of them.  I would have been so very happy to oblige.