So the past year hasn't gone as planned. What I thought I had lined up got torpedoed by a bad economy and shrinking budgets. I admit, that was a blow. I have struggled since with a string of odd jobs and one steady PT effort that I really do love.
The one good think about the depressing and frustrating cycle of job hunting and applying is that it has forced me to consider what I really want to do. For me, that answer has been slow coming. After a lot of thought, a lot of prayer, and extensive conversations with the important people in my life, I do believe I have found a road sign.
I am going to pursue the Masters in Social Work program, with the aim of working with veterans in a more professional setting.
I am now in the middle of doing a massive amount of research on the types of programs available, the cost, the requirements, and really the nuts and blots of the thing, as it is not a field of study especially familiar to me.
I have concerns about the burnout rate and the emotional ramifications of such work. This is something I have personally experienced as simply a volunteer. But I feel like I could make a difference doing this. I have a lot of experiences that seem to be pointing me in this direction. Nudges, here and there that maybe I didn't take seriously enough.
God promises he won't give us more than we can handle, and I am trusting in that.
Wish me luck. Now I just have to convince a program to take me.