Founder

“Fear makes come true that which one is afraid of.”

― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning.

After witnessing my father go through his work injury I became passionate about advocating for Injured Workers. Being my Fathers daughter I remember how little and helpless I felt having to watch my father reinvent himself. As I watched him I knew he was being challenged because everything was so new to him. I also know that my Father would have never been able to create a new path for his future if it wasn’t for the Vocational Counselor that assisted him through the enrollment process so that he can secure a future for his family.

At the age of 16 both my mother and father migrated to the United States with absolutely nothing on hand. All they knew was that they wanted to create a better life and establish stability and raise a family. Both my Mother and Father were single parents at the time, no job, and of course a language barrier. While all odds were against each of them they worked incredibly hard and earned every single thing in life, including financial stability.

My father, a construction worker for over 30 years was unexpectedly hurt on the job at 56 years old. My father was the main provider at home with 4 other people depending on him at the time of his injury. My fathers work injury led him through a very long process with multiple doctor visits, long waiting periods, and endless medical bills just to be told that he would never be able to go back to work. He was also told that he would need major surgery. As you can probably imagine my father became devastated with the news. Just the idea of his inability to be able to work again and provide for his family caused a major disruption to our entire household. 

At this point my father had to make a decision on how he was going to provide for his family. My father at almost 60 years of age decided to make the best of the opportunity he was given, which was to enroll in a Vocational Training Program. He worked with a Vocational Counselor that walked him through every step of the process, including helping him research the best fit training courses where he was comfortable. My father was able to complete his program and become a Certified Inspector in just a few short months. 

My father now, almost 10 years later speaks, reads, and writes in 2 languages, is computer literate, and although he struggles with pain from time to time, he has learned how to use his resources and implement what he has learned into his daily life. My father exemplifies an Empowered Injured Worker who is now educated and forever resilient.