about the impact my disabilities had on my career aspirations. I
explained that I dreamed of teaching children with profound
developmental disabilities. I didn't have much time for a career
before I got sick and became severely disabled, myself.
Eventually I gave up on the teaching goals, and decided I want to
be a writer instead.
Later in the presentation, I was explaining to the med students
about how they need to look past the disabilities and find the
real person within. I used myself as an example. "I'm a mother
and writer... A student... a volunteer at Hattie Larlham..."
The connection hit me like a lightening bolt. I sat there
going on with my speech, but in truth, my mind was reeling. I
felt both shocked and electrified.
I dreamed of teaching children with profound developmental
disabilities. I am a volunteer at Hattie Larlham, working with
individuals with profound developmental disabilities. I may not
be teaching, and I may not be working with children. I'm not
getting paid for my time and effort. None of that matters. I
dreamed of working with people with profound developmental
disabilities, and t's exactly what I'm doing now. Sometimes
dreams really do come true.