I recently just passed my 90 day mark of working as a music therapist with kids with developmental delays. That is 90 days in addition to the 6 month internship I already had in the same field and environment. I've come a very long way and gotten to the point where many things are automatic. Just like an office job, I can turn my brain off sometimes and do things intuitively. It becomes mechanical sometimes, but then there are clients that remind me why I do what I do again. That happened to me yesterday when I had a first session with a boy who had never had music therapy before. He was so enthusiastic and so excited about music that it made my heart swell with bliss. The way he smiled when he played the drums or tapped out an indistinguishable tune on the piano just jolted me into the moment. It was a refreshing moment that reminded me of the amazing happiness that comes with working with kids.
Sure it can be difficult, and I wonder sometimes how much joy I can really bring. It's difficult to tell sometimes when clients have flat affects or are nonverbal too. Seeing this boy overjoyed reminded me that my other clients could be feeling just the same but unable to express it, and it's good to remember that too.
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