As we approach the end of National Disability Employment Awareness Month (NDEAM), let me take a few minutes to share what employment means to me. My very first job didn't come until the summer of 2010 as I ended my junior year in college. I was so excited. You see, I had longed for this opportunity for years! Because of my physical challenges, I was unable to work as a waitress, cashier, etc. In my tiny little town, a very large percentage of the jobs available to college students were those I could not do. So, I didn't even bother applying to them. Back then, I was still set on working with kids, however, I could never get hired by local day cares. It used to make me so mad, knowing how good I was with kids, but constantly being shot down. Was it because of CP? I don't know, maybe. I just wanted a job. Volunteering was great, but it never lasted long. I remember filling out the third application for the call center (The Connection), feeling pretty discouraged, and un...