It was a beautiful summer day when I first stepped into the doors of the disability sector. I was a young and inexperienced nineteen-year-old, eager to make a difference in the lives of individuals who needed it the most. I had always felt drawn to this community and was immensely curious about what this sector had in store for me.

As I began my journey, little did I know that this was going to be a lifelong passion that would shape my career in the most beautiful way possible. My first job was as a support worker for individuals in their homes and communities. I was nervous, but my eagerness to bring about change in someone's life overpowered my anxiety.

The experience was both humbling and exhilarating. I was amazed by the strength and resilience of the individuals I worked with. Their determination to live life on their own terms was inspiring, and I knew right then that this was where I belonged.

Over the years, I moved up the ranks and took on managerial roles. I managed teams and resources to ensure that individuals with disabilities received the best possible care and support. Through it all, I never lost my sense of purpose, and each day, I felt grateful for the privilege of being part of this community.

As I sit here, reminiscing about my journey, I realize that this career has been a gift that keeps on giving. I have learnt so much about life, about resilience, about love, and about what it means to truly make a difference in someone's life. I am grateful for this journey, and I know that my life would have been incomplete without this experience.

It's been years since I started, and I know I will never stop. There's so much more to do, so many more lives to touch, and so much more to learn. But as I sit here and reflect, I know one thing for sure - this career will always hold a special place in my heart.