What a day!!!

I made the mistake of going to sleep at 8PM this evening. It is now 11PM and I am wide awake. I had a very intense day at work. One of my clients was making suicidal ideations so my partner (no, I don't have a Lesbian lover) and I had to bring him to the emergency room with his mother. We were there for about five hours before he was transferred to a psychiatric facility. It was a very draining, tiring, sad day.

I am a social worker!! I am proud to say that I am a social worker. After three years of a grueling graduate program at Fordham in New York. I received my masters in social work on May 22nd, 2007. That was a very proud moment in my life!

For three years of my life, I gave up my Saturdays to drive to Tarrytown, New York. Two of those three years, I was working 30 hours a week and participating in 21 hours of field work. Plus, I was going through a personal crisis. And I managed to graduate with a 3.87 GPA. Not too shabby if I do say so myself!

It took me almost one year from the day that I graduated to finally land a job in the social work field. But it was definitely worth it, as I absolutely love my job. I honestly look forward to waking up in the morning and going to work. I don't hate Sundays anymore, which used to be my most dreaded day of the week. Truly, I am one of those people who LOVE their job! I work at an agency providing in-home therapeutic interventions with children and adolescents who have psychiatric illnesses (aka mentall illness - which some people, I recently found out think that means mentally retarded which it does not so I wanted to clarify). My job is different every single day. I am meeting so many different types of people from all walks of life and seeing things that make me count my blessings. This job has made me realize (though I have always known - it just reminds me on a daily basis) how truly lucky and blessed I am to have grown up the way I did and have the life I have today.

When I have days where I'm feeling down about myself, the divorce, being in debt, living with my parents, missing my dog, etc, etc, I try to think about my clients and their families. I think about the fact that one of my 10 year old boys said he had the "best day" of his life when he went to the arcade and Subway at Trumbull mall with my partner and me for a mere 60 minutes. That was his chicken patty moment. And I try to savor that in my mind.....