From a young age, I always knew I wanted a career that involved people. My goal as a child was to help people in any way I could. I initially wanted to become a teacher, however, after working in daycare for six years, I became exhausted by the idea of ​​teaching. Around high school age, I thought nursing was the next best career for me to have personal interactions with the community so I could make a difference. There are two things in my life that really shaped my path to becoming a nurse. When I was a freshman in high school, I was rushed to the hospital with a dangerously low oxygen level. I was so close to death, but the nurses worked so hard to provide encouragement and empathy to me and my parents during the two weeks I was there. Secondly, last year, on September 11, my father was rushed to the hospital, but the doctors and nurses could not save him. It wasn't the doctors who lent a shoulder to cry on or an empathetic comment, it was the nurses. I decided that I wanted to become the person who uplifted in joyful moments and comforted in distressing moments