My Guys

I have a fantastic job! I work 8 to 2 Monday thru Thursday. On Friday I work 8-2 at my job and then go and work at another home (ladies) from 2:30-9:30.
I work in an Adult Home for mentally and physically diabled men and women. I am a day programer. I have 3 guys that I get to spend time with everyday. We exercise, paint, play games, do crafts, eat lunch and snack together and go on outings. And they call it a job! I call it fun! My guys are awesome, sweet, cute and I love them and love being able to spend my days with them. Don't get me wrong, it's not all fun and games, we do have our tough times like anyone else. It's just special, if you know what I mean.
Last week I was out with the guys. We had gone to K-Mart to do some shopping. (the guys LOVE to shop) I was putting the lift down for my guy in the wheelchair. A friend came up to me and I couldn't even remember her name because of the look on her face. She said,"what are you doing?" I answered that this was my job now. (horror on her face) " I'm glad you can do it, I couldn't."
I must admit that I am hearing that alot. That it takes 'special' people to do what I do. I consider myself lucky to have this job. Like I said before, my guys are AWESOME! With all the "not so good cards" that have been dealt them, they have such life and enjoy life. They don't ask, why me. They are good people with big hearts. I feel very blessed to be working with these men. They make me feel wonderful, when they are sooo happy to see me. I have one guy that is always saying to me,"I like you I do," as he shyly tilts his head. See how lucky I am!
I have been working for this company for a few years now as a sub. I would go from home to home, which was fun. I met so may people. But then I was offered this full time possition. It was a very hard decision. I would leave all the other homes behind.
Let me back up a bit. I was working full time (3rd shift) at an assisted living/nursing home/hospice. Was called an assisted living establishment but...... I loved the people there but there was way to much drama among the workers and the boss was so not christian and so not nice or good to the people or workers there. So, I quit. Before this job I had taken my CNA class and just need to take my state test. So, I finally got my cna. I can go back to a nursing home or to a hospital and get paid at least 3-4 dollars and hour more, and we could really use the money, but, I just can't give up all that I have with these men and all that they give me, for more money. I believe that God has put me in this place, in this job for a reason. I'd like for him to be in control. He does a much better job then me....for sure!
Oh yes, my hubby told me that if I like what I'm doing, not to worry about the money. Being happy in my job is more important. I think my one and only, true guy, is the best, don't you.
So, the next time you see a group like us out shopping, walking the mall, at the library, just say hi. My guys are friendly and special and will brighten your day with a smile. I'm not special in what I do for a living, I'm just blessed to be working with God's VERY SPECIAL children.