My mom and dad both supported my in any journey I have went on. On April 30, 2019, we got the devastating news that my father had colon cancer. I have 3 siblings and at the time we got the news, Cheyenne was 21, Alexia was 17, I was a 7th grader, and Jaxsen was a 6th grader. Dad fought with everything he had to stay with us and my mother, however, five years later on December 6, 2023 he got his wings. My mom is the strongest woman I know. My brother, myself and my mother all took care of him, learned how to do a drip for his cancer treatment, changed his padding, he had an ostomy bag and we learned how to empty, and reseal it, in the end he had to have his anus sewed up, his body parts were peeling off his body, and it was a horrific site to watch as it ate my father alive. I was a Senior when he passed and my brother a Junior and it was so hard, but my strong mother was right there helping, and guiding us. She never really got to grieve the loss of her husband because she was making sure we all were taken care of. After graduation I went to Indiana University of Kokomo and made a decision to Major in Biology. Research of Cancer and a cure is my goal. I won't lie Freshman year was tough for me. The loss was huge, and it did affect me and my grades. My mom kept pushing me and supporting me. I am a Sophomore now, and my little brother is at Indiana University of Kokomo as well, and honestly I am so glad that we are here together. We still live at home with my mother, and we miss my dad very much. Mom is still the hardworking, determined, supporting, person she has always been for us. Honestly without her I am not sure what would have happened to our family. My dad told her I know that GOD chose you to be here with the kids because you will finish our job as parents, and you won't stop until it's finished. He was right. I know my mom misses him every day. Some days I hear her crying and talking to him. I talk to him all the time, and one day I will see him again, but until then I will research to try and prevent more sons, daughters, wives, and husbands lose someone how means the world to them like my father, Scott Edward Muncie. I want to make him proud. Mom says I already have.

My love for helping animals came from my father when I was very young. We both loved watching and studying animals. I decided in Kindergarten that was what I was born to do. I would go fishing with dad, and walk through woods to see deer, eagles, hawk, etc. As my schooling continued my love never changed. My father was diagnosed with Rectal cancer in Summer of 2019. We still found times to enjoy wildlife together. I spent a lot of time in the following years helping my mother and brother care for him as he got weaker. This ment less time seeing our animals. So he would have me go out and draw what I saw so I brought those wildlife memories indoors to him to enjoy through my eyes. As Senior started we were so excited to see this goal come true and make my father so happy. GOD had other plans for my father, and on December 6, 2023 he got his very own wings. I am finishing Senior year without him by my side, however, I am more determined to finish the story. I am hopeful my mom and scholarships will help me financially to complete my long journey and honor my father by finishing our story. Long term I would love to open my own clinic for low income pet owners. My dad is one reason, but the lack of emergency clinics in my area of Indiana that are affordable is a big reason for my desire to complete Vet Tech School. These animals need someone who shows compassion, love, caring and not the dollar sign at the end of the service rendered. I have always had dogs in our family and find that dogs live for the few hours each day they see you. You are their life, but unfortunately some people don't realize this until it's too late. Animals become family, and the loss of that member can be devastating. For this reason I would love to look into grief counseling in the clinic I want to open for family and loved ones of the animal who passes. I have big dreams, a story to complete for my father and I, and a dream to bring to life. I want to impact someone's life and animals lives in a profound way just like my father did mine. After the first time we nursed a bird and it's broken wing back to health and watched it fly away I have felt the love of caring for animals. I want to impress my father in heaven, and my wonderful mother who is trying to keep the dream alive.