Thursday, June 2, 2016

My Job

My job.  It's hard.  It's exhausting.  There are no sick days or personal days.  Rarely do I sit down, eat without holding a child, shower without an audience, or fail to hear "Momma" 7,500 times a day.  

I love my job.  It's rewarding.  It's spontaneous and fun.  I am around people who think I hung the moon.  No two days are the same and everyday presents new challenges, but I couldn't imagine doing anything else!

The reasons for my job:

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