I looooooooooove my job.
I swear that I would still do this job even if I didn't get paid for it.
This is one of the big loves. Do you know what I mean?
One of those loves that changes your world.
And it makes me wonder, because the reason I love it so much can't be because I think I'm so good at this. I do think I'm pretty ok, but that's not even relevant to me now. I love it because of the kids I get to meet. And this is not some corny line I read somewhere. You would know that if you met the kids I meet.
This, sir/madam, is the truth: the kids I meet through Dareling are THE most wonderful beings walking the earth.
Even the 'difficult' ones. There is no superlative to describe the complete and utter awesomeness that are these kids. No. There is no end to the admiration and .... true humbleness I feel when working with them. They're absolutely beautiful beings, that I'm lucky enough to guide for a while.
Some are Speedy Gonzalez fast. That they leave me (and the parents) happily wondering what happened. Some are so brave. So brave. To be vulnerable even in the harshest of circumstances. Some are intricate. Not complicated. Intricate. Like a beautifully embroidered quilt. Some are soft. Acting out a hard script, but incredibly soft inside. Some are scared, of everything, but still present. Fully present.
I cannot stop my heart from loving each and every one of them.
And I don't want to.