Hello, my name is Catelyn Clark-O'Neal. I am a first-generation college student. My parents weren't able to afford college, and their parents could not contribute towards their higher education. I am currently experiencing the same. My parents never had a wealth of money, but my siblings and I have always been well cared for and provided for. They strove to give us those childhood experiences that kids dream about as best they could. They have never been in a position to contribute anything to college, and it has been all on me. My relationship with higher education has been anything but linear. I have had to take multiple breaks since starting because I did not have the finances to pursue education and I did not receive financial aid. My life experiences have influenced me to work hard and learn financial literacy. I do not want my children to have to worry about higher education when they reach that point. It has been a huge stressor in my life, and I want to do everything in my power to help give them some security in their futures. I don't mean that in a way that demeans all that my parents have done for me either. I could not imagine better parents for myself, but there is always room for growth. I am driven to provide for my family including my parents. My parents have sacrificed so much for me and my siblings. I want to be able to bless them back as they get into older age they won't have to worry about anything. I am taking part in an accelerated nursing program and it has placed a financial strain on my family and I. Due to the demand of the program, it has been hard for me to find a job in my new state while pursuing my degree. My courses at school change monthly and the schedule can be unpredictable. Due to this factor, many employers have been passing on my applications. I have been living and paying for school through my savings and loans, but it is soon to run out. Scholarships and grants are what will make such a difference in my life. This scholarship will help me complete the first step to attaining my doctorate in nursing with a dual specialty in women's health and midwifery. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My health was declining rapidly so my doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all came back normal. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. If it were not for my team of nurses who presented possible diagnoses to the physicians and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have the determination to improve the healthcare system. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service. My goal in midwifery is to help close the gap or fetal and maternal mortality, which is the highest worldwide in the United States. I am determined to ensure all women are treated fairly and receive proactive care instead of reactive care.

My greatest achievement? I've been asked that question so many times in interviews for school and jobs and I have never known how to answer it until now. It has nothing to do with accomplishments in school or at work, but within myself. I have overcome many things, but nothing like depression. During the pandemic of 2020, I fell into a dark time. I had just gone through some personal trauma, and I was not dealing with it properly. I then went down this rabbit hole of re-living other traumas that I never allowed myself to process as a young child. I could not seem to find help from professionals since there were so many people reaching out to mental health professionals to help them cope with the world being spun around on its axis. I was in school, working, and helping raise my nephew and just felt overwhelmed with life as my mental health declined. I did my best to help keep myself out of the dark space, but there were so many emotions that I had no idea what to do with them. I made sure I moved my body by taking daily walks, spending time with family and friends, and everything I usually enjoyed. I called and emailed therapists in my area every day for months. I knew I needed professional help. I had gotten to the point where I was having panic attacks daily and couldn't bear to leave the house. Time went on, and I eventually found a professional who could take me and it changed my life. I was able to get my anxiety and panic attacks under control after months of work. I spent hours working through issues and learning techniques that I still use today. Throughout that time of battling mental health, I managed to finish my school semester with a 4.0 GPA. The experience proved to me that I can overcome anything that I face. It was the toughest time of my life, but through it, I learned how to have a well-balanced life. Prioritize my well-being, while still maintaining the other responsibilities in my life. I learned more about myself and it has helped me be a better person for all those in my life and that will be in my life. Now you may be wondering how this relates to any achievements I hope to achieve in the future. I want to be a midwife, and I want to eventually open a center that will cater to mothers postpartum. It will help to make a smoother transition for mother from birth to home. They will have courses offered such as CPR, lactation, and much more. Support groups and metal health professionals that they can see to help them work through adjustment and post-partum depression. Many mothers struggle with post-partum depression and it is important to ensure that mothers are getting the help they need and feel supported through such life altering events.

All my life I have been taught to have a generous heart. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. A popular saying is “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience that fully solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. My doctor suggested I stop all activites. Seeing that my health was declining so rapidly, the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all of which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, after coming to know me, knew I was struggling and advocated for me every step of the way. They strove to get me the help that I needed. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis if it were not for my team of nurses who presented possible diagnoses to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have the determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to be a nurse and eventually earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service. My goal in midwifery is to help close the gap or fetal and maternal mortality, which is the highest worldwide in the United States. I deserve this scholarship because I am determined to change this world's healthcare system, especially in maternal medicine to ensure all women are treated fairly and receive proactive care instead of reactive care.

I am taking part in an accelerated nursing program and it has placed a financial strain on my family and I. Due to the demand of the program, it has been hard for me to find a job in my new state while pursuing my degree. My courses at school change monthly and the schedule can be unpredictable. Due to this factor, many employers have been passing on my applications. I have been living and paying for school through my savings and loans, but it is soon to run out. Scholarships and grants are what will make such a difference in my life. This scholarship will help me complete the first step to attaining my doctorate in nursing with a dual specialty in women's health and midwifery. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My health was declining rapidly so my doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggesting that I was exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, after coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated for me every step of the way. They strove to get me the help that I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who presented possible diagnoses to the physicians and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service. My goal in midwifery is to help close the gap or fetal and maternal mortality, which is the highest worldwide in the United States. I deserve this scholarship because I am determined to change this world's healthcare system, especially in maternal medicine to ensure all women are treated fairly and receive proactive care instead of reactive care.

As a first-generation student, I have been the one in charge of figuring out how I will afford college. My parents were never able to afford to support my educational endeavors and so, my post-secondary education experience has been far from linear. About two years ago or so, I had to stop school because I simply could not afford it and neither could my parents. During the pandemic, I worked to save up enough money to return to my education. I am now more motivated than ever to complete my Bachelor's in nursing without having to stop. I am taking part in an accelerated nursing program and it has placed a financial strain on my family and I. Due to the demand of the program, it has been hard for me to find a job in my new state while pursuing my degree. My courses at school change monthly and the schedule can be unpredictable. Due to this factor, many employers have been passing on my applications. I have been living and paying for school through my savings and loans, but it is soon to run out. Scholarships and grants are what will make such a difference in my life. This scholarship will help me complete the first step to attaining my doctorate in nursing with a dual specialty in women's health and midwifery. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My health was declining rapidly so my doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggesting that I was exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, after coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated for me every step of the way. They strove to get me the help that I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who presented possible diagnoses to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service. My goal in midwifery is to help close the gap or fetal and maternal mortality, which is the highest worldwide in the United States.

I have had many experiences that affirmed my dream to be a part of the medical field. All my life I have been somewhat of an immuno-compromised child. Constantly at doctors and hospitals with infections and symptoms that doctors have struggled to diagnose. Most of my childhood I dreamed to be a doctor, but then I started to become interested in nursing. I noticed that nurses were the most prevalent healthcare worker when you experience anything. The nurses and nurses aides are providing most of the bedside care and help the patient and their families through the hospital stay. The experience that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse was during my sophomore year of high school. I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnoses to the physicians and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but is qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have the determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service. This scholarship would impact my life in a tremendous way. I am a first-generation student and my parents have never been able to support my higher education goals. For those reasons, my relationship with education has not been linear. I have taken many breaks because I simply couldn't afford it. I have worked and saved enough to start school, but am still in need of help. I have loans out in my name, but I would like to lessen the burden of paying off school through scholarships. Heavy metal music has helped me through these years of confusion and frustration by giving me a healthy outlet to express my emotions. It makes me feel that I am not alone and that there is a profound beauty in the chaos of life.

I have had many experiences that affirmed my dream to be a part of the medical field. All my life I have been somewhat of an immuno-compromised child. Constantly at doctors and hospitals with infections and symptoms that doctors have struggled to diagnose. Most of my childhood I dreamed to be a doctor, but then I started to become interested in nursing. I noticed that nurses were the most prevalent healthcare worker when you experience anything. The nurses and nurses aides are providing most of the bedside care and help the patient and their families through the hospital stay. The experience that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse was during my sophomore year of high school. I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnoses to the physicians and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but is qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have the determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

I have had many experiences that affirmed my dream to be a part of the medical field. All my life I have been somewhat of an immuno-compromised child. Constantly at doctors and hospitals with infections and symptoms that doctors have struggled to diagnose. Most of my childhood I dreamed to be a doctor, but then I started to become interested in nursing. I noticed that nurses were the most prevalent healthcare worker when you experience anything. The nurses and nurses aides are providing most of the bedside care and help the patient and their families through the hospital stay. The experience that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse was during my sophomore year of high school. I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnoses to the physicians and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but is qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have the determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

I have had many experiences that affirmed my dream to be a part of the medical field. All my life I have been somewhat of an immuno-compromised child. Constantly at doctors and hospitals with infections and symptoms that doctors have struggled to diagnose. Most of my childhood I dreamed to be a doctor, but then I started to become interested in nursing. I noticed that nurses were the most prevalent healthcare worker when you experience anything. The nurses and nurses aides are providing most of the bedside care and help the patient and their families through the hospital stay. The experience that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse was during my sophomore year of high school. I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnoses to the physicians and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but is qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have the determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

I am a first-generation college student. My parents weren't able to afford college, and their parents could not contribute towards their higher education. I am currently experiencing the same. My parents never had a wealth of money, but my siblings and I have always been well cared for and provided for. They strove to give us those childhood experiences that kids dream about as best they could. They have never been in a position to contribute anything to college, and it has been all on me. My relationship with higher education has been anything but linear. I have had to take multiple breaks since starting because I did not have the finances to pursue education and I did not receive financial aid. I am currently pursuing a bachelor of science in nursing through an accelerated program. This curriculum is extremely intense and has made it hard to procure a job. Many employers do not want to work with my constantly changing schedule. I have been surviving off of money I saved from working, but I am still in need since I am paying for school out-of-pocket as well. My life experiences have influenced me to work hard and learn financial literacy. I do not want my children to have to worry about higher education when they reach that point. It has been a huge stressor in my life, and I want to do everything in my power to help give them some security in their futures. I don't mean that in a way that demeans all that my parents have done for me either. I could not imagine better parents for myself, but there is always room for growth. I am driven to provide for my family including my parents. My parents have sacrificed so much for me and my siblings. I want to be able to bless them back as they get into older age they won't have to worry about anything.

I dream to help bring a new perspective to treating laboring mothers. The United States of America has the highest maternal mortality rate and I would like to develop new procedures to significantly decrease such events.

Scholarships, scholarships, scholarships! I have had to take out so many loans to pursue m education. I am in an accelerated program, so it has been hard for me to find a job that is willing to work with my frequently changing class schedule. I am currently living on my own and so life has been nothing short of challenges, but I am grateful for the opportunity to pursue my dreams. Currently, I am doing small tasks and services for people to make enough income to pay the interest on my student loans while I am attending my undergraduate courses. This was the wisest option when looking at loans because I can save about seven thousand dollars in interest this way. Upon graduation, I plan to live under my means to pay my loans off as quickly as possible. In the meantime, I have been applying to hundreds of scholarships; hoping that I will receive money to pay off my loans while in school, and to receive enough to help with my living situation. As stated before I am walking through a humbling experience. My husband and I are both undergraduate students, and working has been tough. If it was not for the resources in our community that assist us with groceries, I do not know how we would be surviving. We have our lifestyle on a strict budget. We do not spend more than necessary and have carefully thought out where our little income will be used every month. I am thankful for opportunities such as the Bold.org that allows people in need to find generous donors that are ready and willing to help individuals reach their goals. You and the thousands of others for are contributing towards the generations of people pursuing higher education are helping to change the world. Every individual that finishes school due to such charitable donations are going to help change the world in their own way. Their passions and dreams are fueled by a desire to influence and make the world a better place. I am very aware that student loan debt can seriously impact people's lives and cause a lot of stress. I want to do everything I can to limit that burden on my husband and I's lives. I know that I cannot do it on my own and so I am here to ask for your partnership with me to accomplish this dream.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my high school; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities until my health became worse. My doctor suggested that I stop all extracurriculars; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was having a lot of issues with comprehension. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, after coming to know me, knew I was struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help that I needed while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnoses to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but is qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have the determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to be a nurse and eventually earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

I didn't come from much. My parents did not finish college and so they found careers that allowed them to make a decent living with the skills they had. They were and still are some of the hardest-working people I have ever met. They provided my siblings and me with everything we needed and some of the objects or experiences we desired. I can't and would never complain about the life that I had because it was beautiful. Filled with love, laughter, lessons, both good and bad and more. One thing I know from talking with my parents is that they regretted not being able to give us security in our futures. There was never extra money to create funds for college or future endeavors. We all had or in my case, had to undertake the responsibility of paying for our education. Colleges and universities are incredibly expensive and that can cause a lot of stress in one's life. Being a young adult is very hard. You are struggling with finding your identity and how you fit in the world. You are also learning how to be a self-preserving adult after being taken care of your entire life and that is a scary, exciting thing. I want to be in a position where I can help lessen the burden on my children, while still instilling in them a great work ethic and gratefulness. I plan on investing in my children from the moment they are born. I will strive to save as much as I can to put into funds for my children. This can be used to help them receive higher education, and pursue a business idea, or passion. I also want to be able to give back to my parents. They gave up so much to provide for me and my siblings that I want to support them in endeavors as well. Generational wealth to me isn't just about going to college but for my family to be in a position to do what they enjoy and excel in that, whatever it may look like to them. I don't want to have to limit my loved ones in any way. I also want to be a support and make sure we are all enjoying life in a way that suits our individuality. I plan to achieve my aspirations for generational wealth in my family by staying focused and disciplined with my goals and making smart financial investments. I will also seek to serve everyone's well-being, in all aspects" spiritual, mental, emotional, and physical.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service. I am excited to see and be apart of medical innovation. Medicine is constantly changing and the human race is forever evolving. There are so many ideas and inventions that could be produced and used to improve healthcare. Just think there are now machines that can help make certain surgeries less invasive and ultimately helps with risk and recovery time for patients. Fifty, sixty years such resources were not available and to think the future could provide even more resources that will forever change the world. I would love to improve healthcare for everyone involved, especially the patients. Finding ways to improve their care and even cut down some of the time they have to spend in care facilities would positively impact their lives. I only want to be a light in this world as much as I can. Any way if contributing to that in the aspect of healthcare is my mission.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

Wellness is something I have always put in the back burner. Up until recently, I didn’t prioritize my health and well-being. I have experienced the negative effects of this approach and have made it my mission to make sure I am taking care of myself. I am really prioritizing eating healthy. I think when most people think of a college student diet, they think of them surviving off of ramen and other very low-cost, unhealthy foods. I make sure that I am cooking well balanced meals within my budget. Leafy greens, other vegetables that help regulate the gut and provide the body with great nutrients. Lean proteins, and even trying to find high protein animal free products. This one change alone has made a difference. I am not as tired or sluggish, I have lost some weight, and even my eyesight has improved. As a person who has always struggled with their weight, this was huge for me. I realized that my body doesn’t do well with intermittent fasting because I goes into starvation mode. Eating more frequently but just healthier choices and smaller portions has worked well. Moving my body is important as well. I am not a huge fan of the gym, but I will try and find activities that I enjoy that require my body to be active. This can be sightseeing, dancing, skating, and more. Just keeping a little movement in my day has helped me with my body aches and just not feeling like I was in pain as much. Lastly, and most importantly, I’ve been sleeping much more. I used to only get about two to four hours of sleep a night and it was hard to function. I now and getting anywhere from six to nine hours a night which has tremendously improved every aspect of my life. I naturally have more energy to do everything I need to do. Proper rest with a healthy diet has improved my focus, and I am absorbing much more in the classroom. I have the energy to spend more time with friends and to focus on my spiritual health as well. I am really striving for holistic wellness because even though most people don’t believe it, they are all interconnected and neglectfulness in one area will show itself in another. I think it is very important to prioritize health always, but especially in college when you are under many stressors form all different directions.

The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was struggling with comprehension loss. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran many tests ; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

All my life I have been taught to have a generous heart. I always sought to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway in high school, and received hands-on experience in healthcare environments. The experience that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. I was having a lot of issues with comprehension. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help that I needed, while managing with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much I would have suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to be a nurse and earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

An experience so ordinary, yet completely extraordinary happens and boom, your eyes and heart have been opened to a passion you never knew you had. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark), and “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have truly chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. The medical field has always been an interest of mine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I would nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I even participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience I had in particular that completely solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but when I was receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. My doctor suggested that I stop all extra-curricular activities since my health was declining so rapidly. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly exaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove too find answers, while doing their best to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri; where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would’ve suffered before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Being able to set aside all personal beliefs and respect how others choose to live, and focus on what will elevate their experience. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. My experience in the hospital solidified my decision to go into healthcare. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.

Dangerous Woman A dangerous woman isn't a woman that does any and everything with any and everyone, but a woman who knows her worth. A woman who truly understands how stunning she is sometimes threatening She doesn't need validation because she knows that she's beautiful. She's humble enough to accept the statement, but it isn't something that will make her fall into your arms. She knows what she wants and what she deserves and won't take anything else than that. Its not going to be easy to get her because she's going to see how much you are interested in her. Why is this a threat? Because the gimmicks and manipulation won't work on her. She's not going to give anyone time of day who doesn't meet her criteria. She also won't feel the need to spread her legs to keep you. The self love she has wouldn't allow her to diminish her character by resorting to her body to keep you in her life.

All my life I have been taught to have a generous heart. I always sought how to be a blessing to others, without looking for anything in return. The quote that was frequently used in my house was and still remains is “It’s a blessing to be a blessing” (Clark). Another popular saying I heard was “Treat others how you’d want to be treated.” This was something my parents taught me from Matthew 7:12 where Jesus states “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets” (Nelson, 2018, Matt. 7:12). I have chosen to live my life with these sayings in mind. Time and time again my life experiences have affirmed my interest in medicine. I remember playing doctor with my cousins, and as I got older I tried to nurse my family back to health when they were ill. I participated in the medical careers pathway, offered through my highschool; and received hands-on experience in multiple healthcare environments. The experience in particular that solidified my decision to become a nurse wasn’t one where I was providing care, but receiving it. During my sophomore year, I started to have chronic migraines that resulted in many other problems. I missed many days of school going to specialists or because the headaches would cause blindness and extreme fatigue. I continued with my extracurricular activities, until my health became worse. My doctor suggested that I stop swimming and dancing, and solely focus on school; seeing that my health was declining so rapidly that I was having a lot of issues with comprehension. The headaches became so debilitating that the doctors decided to hospitalize me. They ran test after test; all which came back normal. I clearly remember when the doctors suggested that I was possibly overexaggerating my symptoms, but my nurses, after coming to know me, knew I was really struggling and advocated every step of the way. They strove to get me the help that I needed, while doing everything in their power to help with the discomfort I was enduring. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a condition called pseudotumor cerebri, a condition where your body creates too much spinal fluid and puts pressure on your brain and spinal cord. I had a spinal procedure done to drain the excess fluid from my cranial cavity. I genuinely don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer before I received a diagnosis, if it were not for my team of nurses who advocated on my behalf, presented possible diagnosis to the physicians, and made sure that my family and I understood all that was happening every step of the way. I have said all this to say, the art of caring is far more than the clinical skills learned throughout one’s studies and career, but qualities that come from within. There has to be a passion for advocacy, gentleness, patience, and a nurturing spirit. These are qualities that with knowledge, will provide the patient with the best possible care. Treating people with the utmost respect because fundamentally we are all the same and no one person is better than another. I love serving my community and helping others in need. I have determination to improve the healthcare system. My goal is to be a nurse and eventually earn my doctorate in nursing as a certified nurse midwife. I want to be someone who patients can trust and feel comfortable with. I want people to feel that their best interests are truly at the heart of their healthcare service.