I remember coming home that day and telling my mom I got the fire job I’d been applying for the last 2 years – we started crying together. We were very thankful for all these opportunities, especially considering that 2 ½ years ago I wasn’t doing anything at all.
Now I can really help my family. I send them money every month to help them pay the rent. It feels so great, not stressing about if my mom can put food on the table. I’m the first one to go down this path of being a fire fighter. My mom is so proud of me. You can see it on her face, every time I come home, I can see it in her attitude. I don’t see her stressing at night any more.