Playing in the backyard when I was a child, I could see our regional medical center just beyond the trees everyday. Whether going inside for appointments, visiting my grandparents in their last days, or sitting in the infusion center with my mother as she received cutting-edge treatment for her Lupus, I have always been fascinated by the orderly chaos taking place there. Doctors and nurses move quickly through the halls, on a mission to save lives. I imagined that if I worked there, it would be fulfilling to make a difference, solve problems, and improve lives. As a junior in high school I sustained a serious injury to my neck and brain playing soccer. These personal experiences only solidified my desire to become a nurse and help others navigate their healthcare journey in their most vulnerable state. I now volunteer at that medical center that I grew up seeing. One particular shift, I got a call for a patient discharge. When I arrived with a wheelchair, I met him: an older man wearing an eye patch. He didn’t speak much English. He wasn’t talkative but had a contagious smile, despite a couple of missing teeth. When we got to the main entrance with what constituted all of his worldly belongings, I asked him where his ride was. He responded, “No car.” I gave a confused expression to which he simply responded, “No car. No home. I walk.” And then he walked away, expressing his gratitude but apologizing for any trouble he may have caused me. In his most vulnerable state, he was more concerned about inconveniencing me. This was my first time working with a homeless patient. I will never forget this patient or the countless others I have worked with. I will always remember how showing kindness, care and compassion can leave a lasting impression. . Volunteering at the hospital and becoming a nurse will offer me this opportunity every day. In addition, volunteering each week at the hospital has opened my eyes to struggles many patients face and made me think about equity in the healthcare. With the influx of immigrants into the NJ/ NYC area recently, and the increase in the population of homeless people, hospitals are serving a more diverse and disadvantaged patient population. Meanwhile, the healthcare system fails to give fair treatment to sick Americans, who are already suffering due to their ethnic, sexual, or socioeconomic identity. Moreover, Black maternal mortality rate in the U.S., which is three times that of white women, is of particular concern to me as a woman of color. Through the care I will provide, I will have the honor and privilege of "seeing" people, validating them, particularly those who look like me, in a world that often discounts our experiences. This is the most powerful part of patient care that can be provided. I will be enrolling at University of Michigan this fall to pursue my BSN because the program's emphasis on compassion and humanity through a social justice resonates with me. It will prepare me to serve all patients in our increasingly diverse society. I share the program's values of inclusivity and dedication to resolving discrepancies in patient care. As a nurse, I will be determined to hold my profession, my colleagues and myself accountable to make sure that variations in quality healthcare, institutional racism/sexism, and implicit biases do not compound the suffering of future patients, especially the most underrepresented in my community and broader society.