At some point in life, everyone experiences loss. From family members to loved ones, everyone knows how hard grief hits them. I have experienced this grief first hand, having lost a loved one to Covid. This death broke me, and I had to put myself back together. The loss of my grandfather pushed me to focus on what matters most, living life to the fullest and pursuing all of my passions, and has led me to fight to achieve my dream of becoming a pharmacist, so that I can help others like him.
My grandfather got sick in the fall of 2020, during the height of the Covid epidemic. I remember being shocked, and scared. This worry turned to relief, when I found out that he just had pneumonia. This, however, wouldn't last, and he soon tested positive for Covid as well. My hope shattered, and I broke down. I remember feeling numb, during the weeks leading up to his death. Even now, I can recall the last time that I saw him. I called him just before he was put on a ventilator. I told him just how much I loved him, and that I couldn't wait to spend time with him again. He told me that he loved me, and those were the last words I ever heard. Less than a week later, he passed away. He had been getting better, and in the span of a day, everything came crashing down. I was lost, in the weeks after his death. I didn't know what to think. I was consumed by fear, worrying about death, and losing another person that I cared about. However, this changed, when I thought back on what my grandfather would want.
My grandfather wouldn't want me to live in fear. He would want me to live life to the fullest. He always said that being happy was the most important thing in life. As such, I tried to focus on being happier, and living without so much worry, so that I could honor his memory. I started drawing again, a passion of mine that I had dropped during and after his death. I put my feelings into what I created, as an outlet for my sorrow, so that I could become happier. Additionally, I started shooting my bow again. This is one of my favorite hobbies. My grandfather was the one who taught me everything I know. I stopped doing archery when he died, because it reminded me of his death. Though, it was his memory that changed this thought. His memory pushed me to focus on what matters most. I started to pursue happiness, and my passions, because it was what he would have wanted me to do. I drew, practiced archery, and became much happier, because I didn't want to disgrace his memory.
Losing my grandfather has pushed me towards a dream that I will fight to achieve. This dream is pharmacy. I want to become a pharmacist, so that I can help others, including ones like my grandfather. I know that I will never be able to be a doctor or nurse, due to all the bodily fluids that they have to come into contact with. Being a pharmacist is my way of helping others, and ensuring that they are healthy, so that no family will have to experience what mine did. I will attend six years of schooling, followed by two years of residency, so that I can get as much experience as I can before starting my career. I am confident that I can get a 90 on the NAPLEX and MPJE exams, which are necessary to get one's license. I will help ensure that the people in my community are healthy, by giving them the medicine that they need to stay alive and healthy. I want to play a role in helping others, so that no family will have to fell the grief that I did when my grandfather died.
Losing my grandfather broke me, and sent me into a spiral of depression and fear. I was so scared that I would lose another loved one. I stopped doing everything that I loved. This all changed, when I thought about what he would want me to do. My grandfather wouldn't want me to be sad. HE would want me to be happy. As such, I started pursuing my passions again. I started drawing and shooting my bow, and found happiness, because I wanted to honor his memory. Additionally, his death pushed me down the path of pharmacy. As a pharmacist, I can help people, and ensure that no one has gone what I went through. Though my grandfather's death broke me, I learned to heal, and focus on my happiness, the most important thing in life.