Finding Your Professional Moment

When I started this blog I wrote a long and lengthy entry tracing my journey into the non-profit world. As I get deeper and deeper into this current job of Case Manager for children in the care of the state, I think I finally I can finally pinpoint the moment where everything changed. I probably would have found my way to this position, even without this moment, but it just makes even more meaningful with the moment.  I think for young people, Generation Y (and even Generation X at some times) discovering and pinpointing that moment that drives you to your professional calling is key to finding your place in the professional world.

My moment involved two boys; two brothers who I came to love and adore during my time with Project Transformation. Their mother dropped them off on the last day, and in Spanish said, “They won’t be here tomorrow.” I explained to her that it was the last day and that it would be alright. We continued on to enjoy the last day. We gave all the kids big hugs, we gave them books, parents gave us going away presents, and some of the interns cried. I was one that cried. I probably cried too much (I have a history of crying too much).

As the kids started to trail off in the bright 4 o’clock Dallas sun, the boys’ mother came up to the door with their little cousins.  I had developed a pretty good relationship with the mother, as I and just a handful of the church staff could speak Spanish. She waited for the kids to run off to play and then started to cry. She said, through her tears (of course all in Spanish) that her husband had been taken away by immigration and that she was afraid for the boys. He made enough money through construction and other side jobs to support the family. She, however, did not work. She was so scared that the few interns that were around me started to get concerned. I’d reached the end of my Spanish proficiency so I called the office staff that I knew to discuss what we could do for her.  This was a turning point for me, politically as well. Before this I was worried about the democrats’ new star, Barack Obama and his ideas. Today, even though we’ve hit some rough patches, thanks to this mother and her boys, I believe in many of his ideas and his goals. Every time I think that his ideas are a bit off I think of these boys. And that’s how I got through ACORN (even if I didn’t agree with some ideas) – thinking of those boys and their mother.

Now, for these amazing little boys. I cannot remember their exact ages. I think they were 9 and 11. Aside from the occasional bad behavior I saw little emotion from these two. They were very close to their mother. They would hug her when they saw her in the afternoon. It was cute. And apparently, they were also very close to their father. She had told them he went to Mexico for vacation, but these boys were smart cookies. They knew why he was gone. After the office staff went to speak to their mother I went to see the boys. I had already cried about leaving these particular siblings. And then, the oldest boy started to cry. I hugged him like there was no tomorrow. I knew there was nothing that I could do for him, except be there for him.  I hugged the younger brother too, but the older brother, being the oldest and getting emotional was so hard. He was a tough guy. And he cried. And I cried. I don’t know if anyone else cried, but I do remember crying as well.

I don’t know what happened. I don’t know if the boys moved, if their father was able to come home or if their mother was able to survive on her own. It still makes me a little sad to think about this. It clicked with me sometime this week that this was the moment, when those boys showed some sort of emotion about the loss of their father, that makes me want to fix the world and do everything I can. I was leaning towards this vocation before I this event, but after this event, it was a foregone conclusion that whether it be helping people who cannot speak for themselves, like the boys’ mother, or the boys themselves, that’s what I’m going to do. I encourage all of you, no matter your age, to find that one particular moment in your life that drives you to do your job, whether that job is social work or public relations…find that one moment and live in that moment. The thing is, when you lose that moment is the second you lose your drive and purpose.


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