When I first applied to the job admittedly I had absolutely no clue what the job entailed or what skills I would need. I went into the interview clueless and admitted that to the interviewer who was amused. She talked me through the details, gave me a few tests that apparently I passed with higher than average rates. I got the job and started training still apprehensive about my ability to perform. I was ready to throw in the towel at the end of the first week of training. I didn’t feel I was as successful as I should have been. Then my trainer surprised me when she informed me I had impressive scores on the evaluations she gave me. I completed training and started off just working part-time. I still hadn’t gained any confidence in myself. I took about a month to decide I was good enough to work there full time and I really enjoyed my job. I’ve been there for roughly 10 months now! I fell in love with my work. The other day talking to my therapist we discussed the classes I took in the business program that I actually thrived in and Diversity and Inclusion was the one I kept coming back to as the class that meant the most to me. I loved my art degree and still take pride in it. But I think I found my niche. The deeper I dive into the field of working with disabilities the more I realize my entire life has led to this path. Subtle things along the way gently guiding me. I started off the new year hoping to strategize my goals for the year by looking at job opportunities related to captioning. I looked at both Maryland and Georgia. After all I plan to call that area of Maryland and Northern Virginia home. I found a job that when I saw the details it was like angels singing. The position was Accessibility Director for an art museum in Baltimore. Well what a job for me! It required knowledge of ADA (Americans with Disabilities Act), art exhibit design, captioning, and other skills I just happen to have from everything I have done throughout my 26 years of life. I was convinced to apply by pretty much everyone I consulted for advice. I did but obviously I didn’t get the job. Purely on lack of work experience. I thought that was reasonable I mean this is my first serious job. That has opened my eyes to the opportunities I can be on the look out for in the meantime while I do the grind work. I guess the only way to really say it is I have found my calling. I have found something that utilizes all my experiences, passions, and knowledge. I found a path that I absolutely love.