God knew it from day one..
At the end of my Junior year, I heard about this child care job at my school. I saw the hours, I met the children, and thought sure.. why not interview? Little did I know this decision would be one of the best decisions. I interviewed, and got the job. It was a little small job about 10 hours a week. I knew the girls I would be working with a little. After a year and a half working there, I learned more then words can express. I watched children make friends. I watched children laugh. I watched them treasure the little glories in life. I watched the children accept me. To me, that meant everything. I loved that job. I thought I was good working there. I would get compliments about how well I worked with the children, and honestly I treasured all of them. I felt accomplished. The feeling of being accepted, somehow allowed me to gain much needed confidence... Confidence.
Before Junior year was over, I watched my instructor "Boss", loose tons of weight. Needless to say she was an inspiration to me. After seeing someone everyday shed pounds, it became so real to me. This woman inspired me to loose weight. I worked my butt off, and the whole time I knew it was reachable because "she" did it. When I wasn't seeing results, and my initial reaction would be to give up.. I remembered how tiny she was, and that I can do it also. Loosing weight, helped me achieve the imaginable. I felt good about myself. I was proud. I felt like I had power. This woman inspired me. She was one of the greatest influences with out even knowing.That summer I lost 55 pounds. I had Power...Power.
The girls I worked with became great friends to me. They later became my best friends. The instructors both inspired me to better my health..The children were the ones who gave me the confidence. I remember one day, it was History class. We were supposed to find groups. I couldn't find a group, those little moments destroyed me on the inside. After doing a paper by myself, it was time for me to go to work. Right when I walked into where I worked, children came for there annual hugs and I forgot about how no one wanted me in their groups 5 minuted before. I forgot about it all. Those children impacted my life in so many ways. Those instructors impacted my life, and the girls I worked with impacted my life. I was finally accepted. Accepted.
Looking back, I had no idea that accepting a small job would impact me the way it did. I remember praying the night before the interview, that if I am supposed to work there, I would get the job.
I know the power of prayer is true.
I know that everything happens for a reason.
I know that this weekend is happening so I can somehow grow from it.
Confidence
Power
Acceptance
