The Principle of Sufficient Reason states that "For every state of affairs or true proposition, there is an explanation of why it is the way it is."  This principle signifies that everything that happens has a reason or cause. It was not until the death of my mother that I utterly understood this principle. Despite the monumental pain and grief that followed my mother's death, her death helped me recognize the importance of valuing the time that I have been given and making a positive impact. This traumatic experience is what inspired me to pursue my future career as a surgeon. Losing my mother was a transformative experience, an event that has given me a new purpose and perspective on life. The day my mother took her last breath was the worst day of my life. My mother was my best friend, the only person who understood me. She passed away on January 8th,2020 succumbing to stage IV bone cancer that had spread to her brain. It felt as if a piece of my heart died with her that day. In the months following her passing, I was consumed by depression. I could not comprehend why such a good, kind person such as her did not get to grow old. Every event in my life after her passing, whether good or bad, served as a painful reminder of her absence. I thought I would never be able to experience true happiness again. However, during my period of grief, I realized that my mother lived every second of her life to the fullest and it would be a waste of my life if I did not do the same. The Earth continues to spin and the sun rises every morning, even after she is gone. I decided that I would use the time that I have been gifted on this earth to save the lives of others. I wanted to give others the time and chance at life my mother never had. Inspired by my love of health science, I decided that to accomplish such an impact, I would be a surgeon.  From the year of my mother's departure from life to the present day, I have completed 7th-11th grade. I am on the path to graduating high school by 2025. I am not only the youngest in my class, but I am also in the top 20% of my class. I have been on the health science elective path my entire high school career. I plan on going to college, majoring in biochemistry, going to medical school, and attaining a medical degree. I have already started my journey to becoming the surgeon that I plan to become. I stopped focusing on the fact that my mother died and instead focused on using the time that she did not get. There is a reason I can breathe, write, read, learn, and see. I can use the time and blessings that I have been given to help people and save lives. The end of my mother's life inspired me to begin my life.  I miss my mom and that will never change, but life continues. The passing of my mother will always be with me. Everything that happens has a reason or cause. I had the power to decide whether I would let her death consume me or inspire me to live my life, and I chose the latter. My mom’s passing continues to inspire me to use the time I have in this life to make a difference. I will become a surgeon and save lives.

Nothing in life is definite, and nothing happens without reason. Sometimes, life gives you obstacles that direct you to a better purpose. Funny enough, it was not until my life was turned around that I truly understood this way of thinking. I love both of my parents dearly, but ever since my childhood, my mother has always been my person. The person I confided in with my secrets, the person I cried to when I was sad, the person I could be vulnerable with. My mom was the only person who made me feel like I could be myself. She made me feel like it was cool to be different. She made me laugh until I had tears in my eyes and all the air had been expelled out of my lungs. She was my other half. When she was re-diagnosed with cancer, I did not worry at all. I thought," She beat it before; this time will not be any different." To my dismay, I could not have been farther from the truth. The cancer from years ago had spread into her bones and brain and had developed into stage IV cancer. January 8th, 2020, was the day that my mother drew her last breath. From that day on, my whole world was flipped upside down. My dad had to continue to work, so he was away most of the time. My sister turned to drugs and could not bear the pain of being around the house, and I was not close with any of my other family. So, I was left utterly alone. It was as if I had gone from living in a world with rose-colored lenses to living in my worst nightmare within a year. I did not know how I would bear it. I felt as if my spark had been dimmed and would soon vanish. I was starting to lose all hope. Until one night, I decided to pray. It was my first time truly praying in a while, and it felt as if I was being listened to and understood. As time went on, I realized I was not alone. I had God. My faith is what strengthened me. During my journey of faith, I had the revelation that I had to live my life to the best of my ability and leave a positive impact during the time I have left because not everyone gets that chance. I took control of my life and decided to turn it back around. I stopped focusing on who I lost and started focusing on what I could do about it. My loss not only caused me to develop emotional resiliency but a passion for change. Many black women, such as my mother, have a higher cancer casualty rate than any other race. We need more voices in the healthcare field to speak up. I want to become one of those voices. My mother's passing inspired me to advocate for people living with cancer like her and dedicate my life to finding cures for the disease. I plan to research oncology once I get to college and pursue a higher education in medical school after college. From 2020 to now, I learned that I have the ability to take control of my life. I could have chosen to let grief consume me, but instead, I allowed it to motivate me. I would never have thought I would grow up so fast, but in doing so I found my purpose. I will cure cancer, and I am going to change the world.

The Principle of Sufficient Reason states that "For every state of affairs or true proposition, there is an explanation of why it is the way it is."  This principle signifies that everything that happens has a reason or cause. It was not until the death of my mother that I utterly understood this principle. Despite the monumental pain and grief that followed my mother's death, her death helped me recognize the importance of valuing the time that I have been given and making a positive impact. This traumatic experience is what inspired me to pursue my future career as a surgeon. Losing my mother was a transformative experience, an event that has given me a new purpose and perspective on life. The day my mother took her last breath was the worst day of my life. My mother was my best friend, the only person who understood me. She passed January 2020, succumbing to stage IV bone cancer that had spread to her brain. It felt as if a piece of my heart died with her that day. In the months following her passing, I was consumed by depression. I could not comprehend why such a good, kind person such as her did not get to grow old. Every event in my life after her passing, whether good or bad, served as a painful reminder of her absence. I thought I would never be able to experience true happiness again. However, during my period of grief, I realized that my mother lived every second of her life to the fullest and it would be a waste of my life if I did not do the same. The Earth continues to spin and the sun rises every morning, even after she is gone. I decided that I would use the time that I have been gifted on this earth to save the lives of others. I wanted to give others the time and chance at life my mother never had. Inspired by my love of health science, I decided that to accomplish such an impact, I would be a surgeon.  From the year of my mother's departure from life to the present day, I have completed 7th-11th grade. I am on the path to graduating high school by 2025. I am not only the youngest in my class, but I am also in the top 20% of my class. I have been on the health science elective path my entire high school career. I plan on going to college, majoring in biochemistry, going to medical school, and attaining a medical degree. I have already started my journey to becoming the surgeon that I plan to become. I stopped wallowing in my depression. I stopped focusing on the fact that my mother died and instead focused on using the time that she did not get. There is a reason I can breathe, write, read, learn, and see. I can use the time and blessings that I have been given to help people and save lives. The end of my mother's life inspired me to begin my life.  I miss my mom and that will never change, but life continues. The passing of my mother will always be with me. Everything that happens has a reason or cause. I had the power to decide whether I would let her death consume me or inspire me to live my life, and I chose the latter. My mom’s passing continues to inspire me to use the time I have in this life to make a difference. I will become a surgeon and save lives.

The Principle of Sufficient Reason states that "For every state of affairs or true proposition, there is an explanation of why it is the way it is."  This principle signifies that everything that happens has a reason or cause. It was not until the death of my mother that I utterly understood this principle. Despite the monumental pain and grief that followed my mother's death, her death helped me recognize the importance of valuing the time that I have been given and making a positive impact. This traumatic experience is what inspired me to pursue my future career as a surgeon. Losing my mother was a transformative experience, an event that has given me a new purpose and perspective on life. The day my mother took her last breath was the worst day of my life. My mother was my best friend, the only person who understood me. She passed away January 2020 succumbing to stage IV bone cancer that had spread to her brain. It felt as if a piece of my heart died with her that day. In the months following her passing, I was consumed by depression. I could not comprehend why such a good, kind person such as her did not get to grow old. Every event in my life after her passing, whether good or bad, served as a painful reminder of her absence. I thought I would never be able to experience true happiness again. However, during my period of grief, I realized that my mother lived every second of her life to the fullest and it would be a waste of my life if I did not do the same. The Earth continues to spin and the sun rises every morning, even after she is gone. I decided that I would use the time that I have been gifted on this earth to save the lives of others. I wanted to give others the time and chance at life my mother never had. Inspired by my love of health science, I decided that to accomplish such an impact, I would be a surgeon.  From the year of my mother's departure from life to the present day, I have completed 7th-11th grade. I am on the path to graduating high school by 2025. I am not only the youngest in my class, but I am also in the top 20% of my class. I have been on the health science elective path my entire high school career. I plan on going to college, majoring in biochemistry, going to medical school, and attaining a medical degree. I have already started my journey to becoming the surgeon that I plan to become. I stopped wallowing in my depression. I stopped focusing on the fact that my mother died and instead focused on using the time that she did not get. There is a reason I can breathe, write, read, learn, and see. I can use the time and blessings that I have been given to help people and save lives. The end of my mother's life inspired me to begin my life.  I miss my mom and that will never change, but life continues. The passing of my mother will always be with me. Everything that happens has a reason or cause. I had the power to decide whether I would let her death consume me or inspire me to live my life, and I chose the latter. My mom’s passing continues to inspire me to use the time I have in this life to make a difference. I will become a surgeon and save lives.

My mother died when I was young. It motivated me to start my journey towards the health field. I plan on becoming a cardiothoracic surgeon with a focus on oncology. I plan on starting my research In college to discover the causes of cancer and, eventually, the cure. I want to help fellow black women like my mother. The Principle of Sufficient Reason states, "For every state of affairs or true proposition, there is an explanation of why it is the way it is."  This principle signifies that everything that happens has a reason or cause. It was not until the death of my mother that I utterly understood this principle. Despite the monumental pain and grief that followed my mother's death, her death helped me recognize the importance of valuing the time that I have been given and making a positive impact. This traumatic experience inspired me to pursue my future career as a surgeon. Losing my mother was a transformative experience, an event that has given me a new purpose and perspective on life, and I decided that I would use the time that I have been gifted on this earth to save the lives of others. I wanted to give others the time and chance at life my mother never had. Inspired by my love of health science, I decided that to accomplish such an impact, I would be a surgeon. From the year of my mother's departure from life to the present day, I have completed 7th-11th grade. I am on the path to graduating high school by 2025. I am not only the youngest in my class but also in the top 20% of my class. I have been on the health science elective path my entire high school career. I plan on attending college, majoring in biochemistry, attending medical school, and attaining a medical degree. I have already started my journey to becoming the surgeon I plan to become. I stopped wallowing in my depression. I stopped focusing on the fact that my mother died and instead concentrated on using the time that she did not get. There is a reason I can breathe, write, read, learn, and see. I can use the time and blessings that I have been given to help people and save lives. The end of my mother's life inspired me to begin my life. I miss my mom, and that will never change, but life will continue. The passing of my mother will always be with me. Everything that happens has a reason or cause. I had the power to decide whether I would let her death consume me or inspire me to live my life, and I chose the latter. My mom’s passing inspires me to use my time in this life to make a difference. I will become a surgeon and save lives.

Running has been a significant part of my life, shaping me in ways I never imagined. Growing up, running was a bond I shared with my mother. She loved the sport and would wake up early every morning to run, and I would always join her. It wasn’t just about exercise; it was our unique way of connecting. It’s hard to describe how meaningful those moments were to me—being with my mom, feeling the rhythm of our footsteps, and breathing in the fresh morning air together. It was our time of laughter, shared conversations, and understanding. When my mother passed away, I lost more than just a parent. I lost my best friend and the person who truly understood me. I fell into a deep depression, struggling to find meaning and purpose. The joy I once felt from running, something my mom and I cherished so much, disappeared. I didn’t want to do anything. Every day felt like an uphill battle. I couldn’t imagine a world without her. However, I decided to join the cross-country team when I entered high school. I was initially hesitant, unsure if I would ever feel the same connection to running again. But as I trained and ran my first 5k, something changed. The feeling of my feet hitting the pavement, the rhythm of my breath, and the determination in my stride made me feel closer to my mom than I had in a long time. It was as if she was right there with me, encouraging me to push forward. I slowly regained my love for running, which became essential to my healing process. Over time, I challenged myself to run longer distances—10, half marathons, and even 20 miles once. Each mile became a symbol of my growth, perseverance, and the strength I had found within myself. Running helped me rediscover my resilience, and it became a powerful outlet for my grief and pain. It gave me an emotional release, a place to think, process, and remember my mom. Eventually, my dedication to running led me to become the captain of both my high school cross-country and track teams. This leadership role has allowed me to inspire others, just as running once inspired me. I now find joy in helping my teammates discover the same love for running that I’ve come to cherish. Whether it’s supporting them during a challenging workout or sharing my story of how running helped me overcome my grief, I strive to be a source of motivation for others. I want them to know that running isn’t just about speed or endurance; it’s about pushing through obstacles, finding strength in difficult moments, and using the sport to heal and grow. Being the captain has also taught me the value of teamwork and leadership. I’ve learned how to motivate others, celebrate their successes, and support them when they struggle. It has shown me that a positive and encouraging environment can help people achieve things they never thought possible, and I carry this lesson with me in all aspects of my life. Through my athletic journey, I’ve rediscovered my passion for running and found a more profound sense of purpose. I’ve learned that sports can be more than just physical activity; they can be a way to connect with others, heal, and inspire. I hope to continue using running to impact others, helping them find strength and resilience in their own journeys, just as I did.

Mental and physical wellness are vital to me because they are the foundation for everything I want to achieve. Growing up, I’ve witnessed the impact of illness and disability firsthand. My mother battled terminal cancer, and my father is a disabled veteran unable to work. These experiences have instilled in me a deep sense of gratitude for my health, but they’ve also made me acutely aware of how easily health can be taken for granted. I know that I have the privilege of good health, and I want to maintain it in order to pursue my dreams of becoming a surgeon and researching cancer treatments. That said, as a teenager, maintaining both mental and physical wellness isn’t always easy. Like many young people, I face the challenges of balancing schoolwork, extracurricular activities, and family responsibilities. These demands often leave little time for self-care, and I sometimes struggle with eating junk food and not getting enough exercise. When I’m busy, it’s tempting to grab unhealthy snacks or skip workouts in favor of more time to study or attend meetings. These habits may seem harmless in the short term, but I know they’re not good for my long-term health, which could ultimately affect my ability to pursue my goals. On top of the typical stress that comes with being a high school student, I also have the emotional burden of my family’s struggles. My father’s disability and my sister’s addiction are ongoing challenges that require my attention. While I’m grateful for the opportunity to support my family, it can be emotionally taxing, and there are times when the weight of it all feels overwhelming. I’ve learned that while I can’t control everything around me, I can control how I respond to these challenges, especially in terms of how I take care of myself. Recognizing that my mental and physical health are integral to my success, I’ve made a conscious effort to prioritize self-care. I’ve started setting aside time each day to exercise, even if it’s just a short walk or run. I also make a point to choose healthier foods, even when I’m pressed for time. Although I occasionally slip into old habits, I remind myself that my health is a long-term investment. I’ve also taken steps to manage my mental well-being, including practicing mindfulness and journaling to cope with stress. By focusing on my health, I’m able to stay energized, focused, and motivated to pursue my future goals. My struggles with balancing my wellness have made me more resilient, teaching me how to manage stress, maintain discipline, and stay committed to my goals despite obstacles. These skills will not only help me succeed in high school but will be crucial as I move forward in my education and career as a surgeon and researcher. Mental and physical wellness are essential for my future. I understand that staying healthy allows me to give my best to others and to continue my mission of saving lives and finding a cure for cancer. I am committed to maintaining my wellness so that I can fulfill my purpose and make a lasting impact.

"For every state of affairs or true proposition, there is an explanation of why it is the way it is."  This principle signifies that everything that happens has a reason or cause. It was not until the death of my mother that I utterly understood this principle. Despite the monumental pain and grief that followed my mother's death, her death helped me recognize the importance of valuing the time that I have been given and making a positive impact. This traumatic experience is what inspired me to pursue my future career as a surgeon. Losing my mother was a transformative experience, an event that has given me a new purpose and perspective on life. The day my mother took her last breath was the worst day of my life. My mother was my best friend, the only person who understood me. She passed away on January 8th,2020, succumbing to stage IV bone cancer that had spread to her brain. It felt as if a piece of my heart died with her that day. In the months following her passing, I was consumed by depression. I could not comprehend why such a good, kind person such as her did not get to grow old. Every event in my life after her passing, whether good or bad, served as a painful reminder of her absence. I thought I would never be able to experience true happiness again. However, during my period of grief, I realized that my mother lived every second of her life to the fullest and it would be a waste of my life if I did not do the same. The Earth continues to spin, and the sun rises every morning, even after she is gone. I decided that I would use the time that I have been gifted on this earth to save the lives of others. I wanted to give others the time and chance at life my mother never had. Inspired by my love of health science, I decided that to accomplish such an impact, I would be a surgeon.  From the year of my mother's departure from life to the present day, I have completed 7th-11th grade. I am on the path to graduating high school by 2025. I am not only the youngest in my class, but I am also in the top 20% of my class. I have been on the health science elective path my entire high school career. I plan on going to college, majoring in biochemistry, going to medical school, and attaining a medical degree. I have already started my journey to becoming the surgeon that I plan to become. I stopped wallowing in my depression. I stopped focusing on the fact that my mother died and instead focused on using the time that she did not get. There is a reason I can breathe, write, read, learn, and see. I can use the time and blessings that I have been given to help people and save lives. The end of my mother's life inspired me to begin my life.  I miss my mom, and that will never change, but life will continue. The passing of my mother will always be with me. Everything that happens has a reason or cause. I had the power to decide whether I would let her death consume me or inspire me to live my life, and I chose the latter. My mom’s passing continues to inspire me to use the time I have in this life to make a difference. I will become a surgeon and save lives.

"For every state of affairs or true proposition, there is an explanation of why it is the way it is."  This principle signifies that everything that happens has a reason or cause. It was not until the death of my mother that I utterly understood this principle. Despite the monumental pain and grief that followed my mother's death, her death helped me recognize the importance of valuing the time that I have been given and making a positive impact. This traumatic experience is what inspired me to pursue my future career as a surgeon. Losing my mother was a transformative experience, an event that has given me a new purpose and perspective on life. The day my mother took her last breath was the worst day of my life. My mother was my best friend, the only person who understood me. She passed away on January 8th,2020, succumbing to stage IV bone cancer that had spread to her brain. It felt as if a piece of my heart died with her that day. In the months following her passing, I was consumed by depression. I could not comprehend why such a good, kind person such as her did not get to grow old. Every event in my life after her passing, whether good or bad, served as a painful reminder of her absence. I thought I would never be able to experience true happiness again. However, during my period of grief, I realized that my mother lived every second of her life to the fullest, and it would be a waste of my life if I did not do the same. The Earth continues to spin, and the sun rises every morning, even after she is gone. I decided that I would use the time that I have been gifted on this earth to save the lives of others. I wanted to give others the time and chance at life my mother never had. Inspired by my love of health science, I decided that to accomplish such an impact, I would be a surgeon.  From the year of my mother's departure from life to the present day, I have completed 7th-11th grade. I am on the path to graduating high school by 2025. I am not only the youngest in my class, but I am also in the top 20% of my class. I have been on the health science elective path my entire high school career. I plan on going to college, majoring in biochemistry, going to medical school, and attaining a medical degree. I have already started my journey to becoming the surgeon that I plan to become. I stopped wallowing in my depression. I stopped focusing on the fact that my mother died and instead focused on using the time that she did not get. There is a reason I can breathe, write, read, learn, and see. I can use the time and blessings that I have been given to help people and save lives. The end of my mother's life inspired me to begin my life.  I miss my mom, and that will never change, but life will continue. The passing of my mother will always be with me. Everything that happens has a reason or cause. I had the power to decide whether I would let her death consume me or inspire me to live my life, and I chose the latter. My mom’s passing continues to inspire me to use the time I have in this life to make a difference. I will become a surgeon and save lives.

My name is Harmony Walker, and I am determined to pursue a career in surgery with a focus on oncology. My journey toward this career is deeply personal, shaped by the loss of my mother to cancer and the challenges my family has faced since then. Her battle with cancer was a pivotal moment in my life, and it continues to inspire my desire to make a positive impact on the world through medicine. My mother was the most significant influence in my life. She taught me the values of compassion, resilience, and selflessness. Watching her fight against stage IV bone cancer, which spread to her brain, was both heartbreaking and eye-opening. Despite her suffering, my mother never gave up hope, and her strength during those difficult years became a guiding force for me. When she passed away in January 2020, it was not just a personal loss but a reminder of how much more needs to be done in the fight against cancer. I knew that I could not let her death be in vain; it sparked in me a deep commitment to become a surgeon and contribute to the research needed to find a cure for cancer. Beyond my mother’s death, my family’s struggles have further shaped my career aspirations. My father, a disabled veteran, has been unable to work due to his health issues, and my sister’s battle with addiction has only compounded our family’s difficulties. Despite these overwhelming challenges, I have remained focused on my goals. I have been determined not to let these hardships define my future. Instead, they have fueled my desire to become a doctor—a surgeon who can help save lives, ease suffering, and one day contribute to medical breakthroughs that will prevent families from enduring the pain my own has faced. In addition to my passion for surgery, I am particularly interested in oncology research. The loss of my mother to cancer left me with questions about the causes of cancer and why so many people are affected by this disease. I want to dedicate my career to finding answers, researching potential cures, and improving the quality of life for cancer patients. The possibility of one day discovering a breakthrough in cancer treatment is what motivates me to pursue a career in surgery and medical research. I believe that by combining my skills as a surgeon with a focus on research, I can make a meaningful contribution to both individual patients and the broader medical community. Currently, I am focused on excelling in my academic studies and preparing for the next steps in my education. I plan to major in biochemistry in college and attend medical school to earn my medical degree. This scholarship is vital to helping me achieve these goals, as my family’s financial struggles have made it difficult to afford the costs of higher education. With my father unable to work and my sister dealing with addiction, my family cannot provide the financial support I need. This scholarship would allow me to pursue my education without the added stress of financial barriers. My experiences have shaped me into a determined, resilient, and compassionate individual, and I am committed to making a positive impact in the world. Through my career as a surgeon and oncology researcher, I hope to honor my mother’s memory and contribute to a future where fewer families have to experience the loss of a loved one to cancer. This scholarship would be an essential step in helping me achieve that dream.

My family's journey has been marked by a series of profound challenges that have shaped me into who I am today. The struggles my family faced—my mother’s battle with cancer, my sister’s addiction, and my father’s disability as a veteran—have deeply influenced my path in life. These challenges, though painful, have fueled my desire to become a surgeon and contribute to the fight against cancer. The most pivotal and devastating challenge my family faced was the death of my mother. My mom was not just my parent but also my best friend. She was the heart of our family, always full of life, and her presence gave us strength. Her battle with stage IV bone cancer that spread to her brain was long and grueling. Watching her endure such pain, knowing there was little anyone could do, was one of the most difficult things I’ve ever experienced. When she passed away in January 2020, I felt as though a part of me had died with her. In the wake of my mother’s death, my sister, struggling with her own grief, turned to drugs as a form of escape. It was a painful experience for all of us, but it particularly hit me hard. As the eldest in the family, I stepped up to take on responsibilities far beyond my years. My father, a disabled veteran, was emotionally and physically unable to provide the support he had once offered. His disability and the grief from my mother’s death left him in a vulnerable state. As a result, I found myself not only mourning my mother but also taking care of my younger siblings and nieces. Balancing schoolwork, caregiving, and emotional turmoil became a daily challenge. Despite the overwhelming circumstances, I found strength in these experiences. Caring for my family gave me a sense of purpose, and it taught me resilience and empathy. I learned that even in the most painful moments, we can still choose to move forward and make a difference in the lives of those we love. The trauma I endured in the wake of my mother’s death inspired my passion for pursuing a career in surgery, specifically in oncology. I want to help others who face the same challenges my family did, and contribute to research that could one day lead to a cure for cancer. Seeing my mother suffer from cancer and witnessing its devastating effects on my family instilled in me a deep desire to ensure that others don’t have to experience what we went through. I want to be part of the medical field, not just as a practitioner, but as someone dedicated to finding ways to prevent and cure cancer. I’m driven by the idea that no one should have to face the pain of losing a loved one to this disease. These life-altering experiences have made me more determined than ever to pursue my goal of becoming a surgeon and cancer researcher. I’ve faced adversity in my own life, and I now have the strength and resilience to overcome anything that comes my way. With the lessons learned from my mother’s passing, my father’s struggle, and my sister’s challenges, I know that I can use my skills and knowledge to make a difference in the lives of others. The impact of my family’s struggles continues to inspire me, and I’m committed to honoring their legacies by working toward a world where fewer families have to endure the pain of cancer.

The Principle of Sufficient Reason, which states, "For every state of affairs or true proposition, there is an explanation of why it is the way it is," deeply resonates with me. It was not until the death of my mother that I fully understood this principle. Her passing, while a source of immeasurable grief, ultimately propelled me to make the most of my time and use it to help others—just as she did. This trauma ignited my passion to pursue a career in surgery and oncology, a field where I can make a lasting impact on people’s lives, preventing others from experiencing the pain I felt when my mother succumbed to cancer. In the months following her death, I struggled deeply with depression and loss. My mother was my best friend, the one person who understood me. Her death on January 8, 2020, left a gaping hole in my heart. However, amid the sorrow, I found purpose. I realized that, unlike my mother, I had been given another chance at life and could use that time to make a meaningful difference. I decided then to pursue a career in medicine, with a focus on cancer research and surgery, to save lives and provide others with the opportunity to live the whole, rich life my mother was denied. I am on track to graduate high school in 2025 and am ranked in the top 20% of my class. Throughout high school, I pursued health science electives, gaining knowledge and experience in the field. I am also preparing to attend college to major in biochemistry, aiming to participate in medical school and ultimately become a surgeon. My academic journey is driven by my desire to improve lives and prevent others from suffering the way I have. However, while my passion and determination are strong, the road to achieving these goals is fraught with challenges. My family has faced significant hardship over the past few years. After my mother passed, my sister turned to substance abuse as a coping mechanism, and my father became disabled and was no longer able to work. These circumstances have placed a tremendous financial burden on our family, making it difficult for us to afford the educational opportunities that would enable me to pursue my dreams. This scholarship will be crucial in helping me overcome these financial barriers and provide me with the education I need to fulfill my career goals. It will allow me to focus on my studies and work toward my medical degree without worrying about how to afford tuition, books, and other essential expenses. More than just an opportunity for me to succeed, this scholarship represents a chance to honor my mother’s memory by pursuing the path I know would have made her proud—saving lives and contributing to the fight against cancer. The struggles my family has faced have only strengthened my resolve. I use these hardships as fuel for my future, not as obstacles. I believe that everything happens for a reason, and I see this scholarship as the next step in the journey my mother’s passing began. I will make a difference, not just for myself, but for those who need it most.

As a bisexual Black woman from Tennessee, I have faced my share of challenges growing up in a world where both racism and homophobia are real, persistent struggles. My experiences with discrimination—whether it was being judged for my race or my sexual orientation—have shaped my perspective on the importance of creating a world where everyone can be their authentic selves without fear of prejudice. One experience that particularly stands out is when a close friend, who identifies as a member of the LGBTQIA+ community, confided in me about their struggles with acceptance, not only from society but from their own family. As they came to terms with their identity, they encountered rejection and hurtful comments, some even from people who should have supported them the most. I remember feeling deeply moved and angered by their pain. It opened my eyes to how damaging and isolating homophobia can be—especially when it comes from the people we love. This experience made me reflect on my own journey. Being a bisexual woman in Tennessee, I’ve often had to navigate a complex landscape where, on one hand, my Black identity faces societal challenges and, on the other hand, my bisexuality is often met with confusion or dismissal. The intersection of both aspects of my identity has made me realize how crucial it is to advocate for equality and acceptance, not just for people who look like me, but for anyone who feels marginalized or oppressed. The challenges my friend faced also inspired me to become more vocal about LGBTQIA+ issues and to use my platform to raise awareness. I want to be part of the solution that creates a world where individuals, regardless of their sexual orientation, gender identity, or race, can thrive without fear of discrimination. I think about the world I want to see for my future children—a world where they can grow up feeling safe to be themselves, where they are taught that diversity is something to be celebrated, not feared. As someone who has personally experienced both racism and homophobia, I’ve learned that activism doesn’t just involve speaking out when something is wrong; it also involves being an ally, educating those around me, and creating safe spaces for people to express themselves. In my future activism, I want to focus on not only advocating for the rights of LGBTQIA+ individuals but also working to bridge the gaps between marginalized communities. My experience has shown me that true equality requires not only fighting for rights but also shifting the cultural and societal perceptions that lead to exclusion in the first place. By advocating for LGBTQIA+ rights and promoting systemic changes, I aim to help create a world where people no longer feel the need to hide parts of themselves out of fear. As I move forward in life and work toward my goals, I carry with me the lessons learned from my friend’s struggles, my understanding of my own identity, and my desire to build a future where everyone can be seen, heard, and accepted for exactly who they are.

My name is Harmony Walker, and I am the captain of my varsity cross-country and track teams. Being a student-athlete has had a profound impact on my life, shaping my leadership skills, work ethic, and determination. These experiences have taught me the importance of discipline, resilience, and teamwork—qualities that I carry with me into my academic pursuits and my passion for becoming a surgeon, specifically in the field of oncology. As the captain of my teams, I’ve had the privilege of leading by example and supporting my teammates through both successes and setbacks. The role has taught me how to motivate others, manage responsibility, and remain focused under pressure. These skills have proven invaluable not only in sports but also in my academic life, where I’ve maintained a strong academic record while balancing the demands of training, competitions, and leadership. The discipline required to excel in both areas has shown me the importance of perseverance, time management, and pushing through challenges, qualities that are essential for a future in surgery. Running, in particular, has been a source of strength for me, offering a way to cope with loss and connect with my mother, who passed away from cancer. When I run, I often think of her—her determination, her will to live, and her love for trying new things. She was always active, and I now see running as a way to honor her memory. Every mile I complete feels like a small victory, a step toward turning my grief into something positive. It’s a reminder that life continues despite challenges, and it fuels my drive to pursue my goal of becoming a surgeon who specializes in oncology. Outside of sports, my primary passion is health science. My mother’s battle with cancer inspired me to focus on medicine, and I am committed to making a meaningful contribution to cancer research and treatment. Her struggle taught me the importance of healthcare in a way that few other experiences could, and I’ve been working tirelessly to pursue a career where I can make a tangible difference. I plan to attend college, major in biochemistry or a related field, and eventually attend medical school to become a surgeon. My long-term goal is to specialize in oncology, focusing on both the treatment and prevention of cancer. I want to be a doctor who not only heals patients but also conducts research that leads to breakthroughs in cancer care. Being a student-athlete has also helped me understand the importance of balance. The mental toughness required to run long distances is similar to the mental resilience I will need as a surgeon. Both fields require persistence, attention to detail, and a willingness to push through discomfort in order to achieve success. The leadership experience I’ve gained on the track and cross-country teams has also prepared me for the collaborative environment I will face in healthcare, where teamwork is vital to providing the best care for patients. In conclusion, my experiences as a student-athlete have deeply shaped my future career goals. They have instilled in me a sense of perseverance, leadership, and a drive to push past limitations—all qualities that will serve me well as I pursue a career in surgery and oncology. Running has also given me a unique way to stay connected to my mother’s memory while fueling my passion to make a difference in the world of cancer treatment. Through sports, academics, and my commitment to healthcare, I am determined to honor her legacy and create a positive impact in the lives of others.

Creating a legacy is about more than just achieving personal success; it’s about using one’s talents, experiences, and passions to positively impact others and make a lasting difference. For me, my legacy will be rooted in my commitment to improving lives, particularly in the fight against cancer. Inspired by my mother’s battle with cancer, I have dedicated my future to becoming a surgeon and contributing to the fight to cure this devastating disease. The death of my mother from cancer was one of the most transformative experiences of my life. Watching her suffer and ultimately lose her battle with the disease ignited a fire within me to prevent others from experiencing the same pain. I realized that life is fragile, and if I wanted to make a meaningful difference, I would need to dedicate myself to medicine—specifically, surgery and cancer research. My mother’s struggle has driven me to focus on finding new treatments, better diagnoses, and, eventually, a cure for cancer. I want to be the one who finds the breakthroughs that will save lives, just as I wish someone could have saved my mother. As I continue to pursue my education in health science and eventually enter medical school, I plan to use my knowledge and experience to contribute to the scientific community’s work on cancer research. I hope to be part of a collaborative effort that brings innovative treatments to patients and transforms the medical landscape. My ambition is to not only be a practicing surgeon but also to create a foundation or research institution focused on cancer treatment and prevention. This organization would aim to provide cutting-edge care to those who need it most while also funding research that could lead to significant medical advancements. While my professional goals focus on the medical field, my broader vision for creating a legacy includes giving back to my community. I believe that the impact I can make as a surgeon and cancer researcher will extend beyond just the patients I treat. I want to mentor young people, especially those from underserved communities, to help them understand that they, too, can achieve their dreams in STEM fields. Growing up, I didn’t always have the support or guidance I needed, but my experiences have taught me the importance of mentorship and encouragement. I hope to be a role model for others, particularly young women and people of color, who may not always see themselves represented in the medical field. I want to show them that with determination, education, and hard work, they can make their own mark on the world. I shine my light through resilience, compassion, and my desire to create meaningful change. My mother’s death, while heartbreaking, has shaped who I am today. It’s given me a sense of urgency in my work and a deep understanding of the impact that both medical science and human kindness can have on the lives of others. Every step I take toward my future reflects my commitment to honoring her memory and making a lasting impact on the world by improving lives through medicine. In the future, I hope to be remembered not only for my work in curing cancer but also for my dedication to helping others achieve their potential. My legacy will be one of healing, inspiration, and progress. Through my career and the businesses I build, I plan to leave a lasting imprint on both the medical community and the world at large.

My name is Harmony Walker, and I am a high school student on a path to becoming a surgeon. While I have faced challenges, including the loss of my mother, I have used this experience as motivation to pursue a career in medicine and make a positive impact on the world. Rather than letting grief define me, I’ve chosen to channel my emotions into a commitment to help others, particularly those facing life-threatening illnesses like cancer. From an early age, I was drawn to the field of health science, a passion that was further ignited by my mother’s battle with cancer. Her passing made me realize the preciousness of life and the urgency of making a meaningful difference with the time I have. Inspired by her strength and determination to live fully, I am driven to give others the time and opportunities my mother did not have. My goal is to become a surgeon specializing in oncology and to contribute to advancing cancer research. I believe that with the right treatments and innovations, we can reduce suffering and save lives—just as I hope to do in my own career. In my high school years, I’ve focused on building a foundation for this future. I am currently enrolled in the health science elective track, excelling in subjects related to biology, anatomy, and medical terminology. I have also been actively involved in my school’s HOSA (Health Occupations Students of America) chapter, where I’ve competed in medical assisting and biotechnology at the state level. These experiences have not only deepened my understanding of healthcare but also allowed me to develop leadership skills. As a HOSA officer, I’ve learned the importance of teamwork, organization, and communication, all of which are essential in any medical profession. The challenges I’ve faced—while significant—have strengthened my resolve to make a positive impact on the world. The tragic loss of my mother gave me a new perspective on life. I realized that time is a gift, and it is up to me to make the most of it. I am determined to use my education, skills, and compassion to help others in their times of need, just as I wish someone could have helped my mother. As I prepare for college, where I plan to major in biochemistry and continue my studies in medical school, I am focused on one clear goal: to save lives. The road ahead may be long and challenging, but I am ready to face it with resilience and dedication. I will use every opportunity to gain knowledge, improve my skills, and contribute to the medical community. Ultimately, I hope to make a lasting impact by advancing cancer treatment, providing better care for patients, and ensuring that others have the chance to live longer healthier lives. This scholarship would allow me to continue my journey toward becoming a doctor and, in doing so, provide me with the tools to make a difference. I am determined to honor my mother’s memory by using my education and skills to save lives and improve the quality of life for those affected by cancer.

After the death of my mother, my life was thrown into chaos. Losing her to cancer was a heartbreak I never expected to face at such a young age. But the pain didn’t end there—my sister, overwhelmed by the grief of our loss, turned to drugs to cope. Watching her spiral into addiction added another layer of heartbreak to an already painful situation. I found myself facing not only the loss of my mother but also the responsibility of stepping up and being strong for my family, especially my sister. In the aftermath of my mother’s death, I had to grow up quickly. My father focused on supporting my sister’s recovery, while I took on the responsibility of caring for my nieces and younger siblings. Despite the overwhelming grief, I knew I had to stay strong, not only for my own sake but for the sake of my family. I became their anchor, holding everything together even when it felt like everything was falling apart. This experience taught me the power of resilience—the ability to keep moving forward in the face of adversity. I didn’t have all the answers, and there were moments when I felt defeated, but I realized that resilience isn’t about perfection or having everything under control. It’s about finding the strength to keep going, even when things seem impossible. I knew my sister needed help, but more importantly, she needed someone to believe in her. I stayed patient and supported her in her recovery. I encouraged her to seek professional help and reminded her of the strength she had within her. Slowly, she began to make progress, and that gave me the hope I needed to keep pushing forward, even when I felt emotionally drained. Through my own resilience, I was able to inspire my sister to reclaim her life. She realized that, although the pain of losing our mother would never go away, we had the power to rebuild our lives and honor her memory by becoming stronger. I didn’t always have the right words, but by showing up for her and remaining steady during the darkest times, I helped her see that recovery was possible. In my own life, I also found a renewed sense of purpose. I became more determined to pursue my dream of becoming a surgeon, a path I had always been passionate about but never fully understood until my mother’s death. Her battle with cancer fueled my desire to help others facing similar struggles. I realized that my pain could drive me to create positive change, not just for my family but for others who need support and healing. If I could offer advice to someone facing similar adversity, I would say this: resilience isn’t about being strong all the time—it’s about being able to rise again when life knocks you down. It’s okay to grieve, but don’t let that grief control you. You have the power to take small steps every day toward healing and growth. You don’t have to face it alone—reach out for help, and never lose sight of your ability to overcome. Your strength will not only help you heal but will also inspire those around you to find their own strength.

Everyone faces adversity at some point in their lives, and for me, that adversity came when I lost my mother to cancer. She passed away on January 8, 2020, after a courageous battle with stage IV bone cancer that had spread to her brain. My mother was not only my parent but my best friend—the one person who understood me like no one else. Her loss felt like a piece of my soul was ripped away, and in the months that followed, I found myself drowning in depression and grief. In the aftermath of her death, I couldn’t understand why such a kind, loving person—someone who gave so much of herself to others—had to leave this world so soon. I struggled with every aspect of my life, as her absence was a constant reminder of what I had lost. I thought I would never feel happiness again. But after months of sorrow, I realized that I had a choice. I could either let her death consume me or use it as fuel to live my life to the fullest in her memory. This decision was the first step in overcoming the adversity I faced. I stopped focusing on the fact that my mother was gone and began to shift my focus toward how I could honor her legacy. I realized that she had lived her life to the fullest, cherishing every moment, even in the face of illness. She inspired me to do the same—to not waste the time I have been given. I decided to use my grief as motivation to pursue my dream of becoming a surgeon, helping others in the same way she had helped me and many others throughout her life. The adversity I faced with my mother’s death fundamentally shaped me. It taught me resilience, perspective, and the importance of making each day count. I learned that while grief is a powerful force, it doesn’t have to define you. I chose to live with purpose, and that decision has driven me in every aspect of my life since. I am now focused on my education, determined to become a doctor, and use my experience to connect with and help others who are facing life-threatening illnesses. If I could offer advice to someone facing similar circumstances, it would be this: grief is inevitable, but how you choose to respond is within your control. Allow yourself to feel the pain, but don’t let it rob you of the opportunity to live the life you were meant to lead. There is no “right” way to grieve, and it’s okay to ask for help along the way. Just remember, you don’t have to carry the weight of the world on your own. Find purpose in your pain, and let it drive you forward. In honoring your loved one, you can make a difference in the world, just as they would have wanted you to.

"For every state of affairs or true proposition, there is an explanation of why it is the way it is."  This principle signifies that everything that happens has a reason or cause. It was not until the death of my mother that I utterly understood this principle. Despite the monumental pain and grief that followed my mother's death, her death helped me recognize the importance of valuing the time that I have been given and making a positive impact. This traumatic experience is what inspired me to pursue my future career as a surgeon. Losing my mother was a transformative experience, an event that has given me a new purpose and perspective on life. The day my mother took her last breath was the worst day of my life. My mother was my best friend, the only person who understood me. She passed away on January 8th,2020, succumbing to stage IV bone cancer that had spread to her brain. It felt as if a piece of my heart died with her that day. In the months following her passing, I was consumed by depression. I could not comprehend why such a good, kind person such as her did not get to grow old. Every event in my life after her passing, whether good or bad, served as a painful reminder of her absence. I thought I would never be able to experience true happiness again. However, during my period of grief, I realized that my mother lived every second of her life to the fullest, and it would be a waste of my life if I did not do the same. The Earth continues to spin, and the sun rises every morning, even after she is gone. I decided that I would use the time that I have been gifted on this earth to save the lives of others. I wanted to give others the time and chance at life my mother never had. Inspired by my love of health science, I decided that to accomplish such an impact, I would be a surgeon.  From the year of my mother's departure from life to the present day, I have completed 7th-11th grade. I am on the path to graduating high school by 2025. I am not only the youngest in my class, but I am also in the top 20% of my class. I have been on the health science elective path my entire high school career. I plan on going to college, majoring in biochemistry, going to medical school, and attaining a medical degree. I have already started my journey to becoming the surgeon that I plan to become. I stopped wallowing in my depression. I stopped focusing on the fact that my mother died and instead focused on using the time that she did not get. There is a reason I can breathe, write, read, and learn. I can use the time and blessings that I have been given to help people and save lives. The end of my mother's life inspired me to begin my life.  I miss my mom, and that will never change, but life will continue. The passing of my mother will always be with me. Everything that happens has a reason or cause. I had the power to decide whether I would let her death consume me or inspire me to live my life, and I chose the latter. My mom’s passing continues to inspire me to use the time I have in this life to make a difference. I will become a surgeon and save lives.

The Principle of Sufficient Reason states, "For every state of affairs or true proposition, there is an explanation of why it is the way it is." This principle suggests that everything that happens has a reason or cause. It was not until the death of my mother that I fully understood this concept. Despite the immense pain and grief that followed her passing, her death became the catalyst for a profound shift in my perspective on life. It motivated me to pursue a career in medicine and dedicate myself to making a positive impact on others, just as my mother did throughout her life. My mother passed away on January 8, 2020, after a courageous battle with stage IV bone cancer that had spread to her brain. She was not only my mother, but also my best friend—the one person who truly understood me. Losing her felt like a part of me was gone forever. In the months that followed, I struggled with depression and couldn’t understand why someone so kind and loving had been taken so soon. Every moment of my life, whether joyful or painful, reminded me of her absence. I thought I would never be able to experience true happiness again. However, as time passed, I came to realize that my mother lived every moment of her life to the fullest, even in the face of illness. She found joy in small things and constantly encouraged me to be curious and to pursue my passions. This realization was transformative. It became clear to me that it would be a waste of my life not to live with the same purpose and dedication she did. The Earth continues to turn, and the sun rises every morning, even after a loss. I decided to use the time I had left on this Earth to make a meaningful difference and help others live the way my mother had wanted to. Inspired by my love of health science, I decided to pursue a career as a surgeon. I want to give others the time and opportunity for life that my mother was denied. Since her passing, I have been on a health science elective path in high school, determined to follow a career in medicine. I am on track to graduate in 2025, and I am proud to be in the top 20% of my class, despite being one of the youngest students. I plan to major in biochemistry in college, attend medical school, and ultimately earn my medical degree. In my journey, I have focused on using the time I’ve been given to make a difference. I stopped wallowing in my grief and instead redirected my energy toward becoming the person I was meant to be—a surgeon who saves lives. I believe everything happens for a reason, and my mother’s passing has given me the strength to choose how I respond to adversity. Her memory inspires me to make every moment count and to work relentlessly toward my goals. Although I miss my mother every day, her death did not define me—it inspired me. Her passing continues to fuel my determination to use my life for a greater purpose. I will become a surgeon, honor my mother’s legacy, and make a lasting difference in the lives of others.

My journey in STEM has been deeply shaped by personal experiences and a strong desire to make a difference in the world. As a 16-year-old Black woman, I have faced my share of challenges, including racism and the underestimation of my capabilities. Yet, my passion for STEM, particularly in healthcare, has only grown stronger because of these obstacles. The motivation to become a doctor—specifically a surgeon and cancer researcher—has been my guiding force, driven by the memory of my mother’s battle with cancer and her untimely passing when I was just 11 years old. Losing my mother was a pivotal moment in my life, one that opened my eyes to the urgency of saving lives and improving medical outcomes. Watching her fight cancer made me realize how fragile life is and how much work remains to be done in the medical field, especially in cancer research. This personal loss inspired me to pursue a career in healthcare, where I could not only treat patients but also research the causes and potential cures for cancer. The drive to help others, especially those who face life-threatening illnesses, keeps me focused and determined to break down any barriers that come my way. Being an African American woman in STEM has not always been easy, but my experiences have only reinforced my resilience. I’ve encountered situations where people have underestimated my abilities because of my age and race, yet I’ve learned to turn those moments into motivation. I have learned to trust in my intelligence, work ethic, and determination, and I will not let others’ biases deter me from my dreams. In fact, I am even more committed to proving that women of color can excel in fields that are often dominated by others. Every challenge I face only strengthens my resolve to succeed and push boundaries. My involvement in extracurricular STEM activities, particularly with HOSA (Health Occupations Students of America), has been instrumental in helping me develop leadership skills and a deeper understanding of healthcare. As a HOSA officer, I’ve had the opportunity to learn about the healthcare field in a hands-on way, coordinating activities and organizing events that foster knowledge and collaboration among my peers. My participation in the TN HOSA competition has been a defining experience, as I’ve competed in areas like biotechnology and medical assisting. Competing at the state level three times has not only enhanced my technical knowledge but also helped me refine my communication and problem-solving skills. These experiences have taught me how to lead with empathy, work as part of a team, and persevere in challenging situations. In the future, I plan to use my STEM education and leadership skills to make meaningful contributions to both the medical field and society as a whole. I aspire to be a compassionate and skilled surgeon, someone who uses both intelligence and kindness to connect with patients and improve lives. Through research, I hope to contribute to finding better treatments or even a cure for cancer so that others don't have to experience the pain I did. I also want to continue advocating for diversity and inclusion in STEM fields, ensuring that women, particularly women of color, have a space and a voice in this crucial work. The challenges I’ve faced in STEM have only fueled my passion for making a difference. They’ve taught me perseverance, leadership, and the importance of staying true to my purpose. As I move forward in my education and career, I will carry these lessons with me, driven by the desire to use my skills to solve real-world problems and improve the lives of others.

The Principle of Sufficient Reason states, "For every state of affairs or true proposition, there is an explanation of why it is the way it is." This principle suggests that everything happens for a reason, and that every event has a cause. I never fully understood this concept until the death of my mother. Her passing, though filled with pain and grief, became the catalyst for me to recognize the importance of valuing the time I have and using it to make a positive impact. This traumatic experience shifted my perspective and ultimately inspired me to pursue a career as a surgeon. On January 8, 2020, the worst day of my life, my mother passed away from stage IV bone cancer that had spread to her brain. My mother wasn’t just a parent; she was my best friend and the one person who truly understood me. Her loss felt like a part of me died with her. In the months that followed, I was consumed by depression and struggled to understand why such a kind, loving person was taken too soon. Everything around me served as a painful reminder of her absence, and I thought I would never find happiness again. However, during this period of grief, I realized that my mother had lived every moment of her life to the fullest, despite her illness. She found joy in small things, pursued new experiences, and always prioritized the well-being of others. Her example taught me that it would be a waste of my life if I did not do the same. The world continues to turn, and life goes on, even in the face of loss. I decided then that I would make the most of the time I had left and dedicate it to helping others, just as my mother had helped me. This realization sparked my passion for health science and led me to pursue a career in medicine. I want to give people the time and chance at life that my mother never had. Since her passing, I have completed grades 7 through 11, and I am on track to graduate high school in 2025. I am one of the youngest students in my class and rank in the top 20%. Throughout my high school career, I have focused on health science electives, laying the foundation for my future. I plan to major in biochemistry in college, attend medical school, and eventually become a surgeon. In the years following my mother’s death, I stopped focusing on my own sorrow. I realized that I had the power to shape my life, and I could choose to use the time I had to make a meaningful difference in the world. I am grateful for the opportunities I’ve been given, from being able to breathe and learn, to seeing the world around me. I believe these blessings were given to me for a reason: to help others and save lives. Although I miss my mother every day, her death did not defeat me—it inspired me. Her passing has given me a new sense of purpose, and I am determined to honor her memory by dedicating my life to helping others. As I continue on this journey, I will use my time to make a difference, just as she did in her own way. I know that everything happens for a reason, and her life and death have motivated me to live mine with purpose. I will become a surgeon, and in doing so, I will save lives.

Tennis has taught me many valuable lessons, especially after the loss of my mother. She was always active and loved trying new hobbies, so when she passed away, I wanted to honor her spirit by staying active and finding a way to cope. I decided to give tennis a try, and what began as an attempt to connect with her love for adventure soon became a passion. In many ways, tennis helped me heal and feel closer to my mother, even though she was no longer physically with me. One of the biggest lessons tennis taught me was perseverance. Much like life, tennis is full of challenges—whether it's mastering a new technique or facing an opponent who makes the game difficult. In my grief, I learned that healing, just like tennis, requires time, effort, and persistence. There were days when I felt frustrated on the court, just as I did in life. But the more I practiced, the better I became. This reminded me that improvement takes patience and persistence. It became clear to me that I couldn’t rush through my grief, just as I couldn’t rush mastering my game. Both took time and steady effort. Tennis also taught me the importance of mental strength and focus. In the game, it’s easy to become distracted by mistakes or the pressure of the match, but success comes from staying calm and focused. This was a crucial lesson that I applied to my own life. When I felt overwhelmed with sadness, tennis gave me a way to clear my mind and focus on something positive. The mental discipline I learned on the court helped me manage my emotions and reminded me that I could control my response to challenges, even if I couldn’t control what life threw my way. Another key lesson I learned from tennis was discipline. I began practicing regularly, setting personal goals, and pushing myself to improve. The structure of having a goal and a routine gave me a sense of purpose during a time when my world felt uncertain. Tennis became a way for me to channel my energy and emotions productively. It gave me the discipline to keep going, even when I didn’t feel like it, and it reinforced the importance of consistency in achieving long-term goals, whether in sports or in life. Most importantly, tennis helped me feel a connection to my mother. She had always encouraged me to try new things, and playing tennis in her memory made me feel like I was continuing her legacy of curiosity and passion. The racket in my hand and the rhythm of the game reminded me of her love for life and adventure. Every time I stepped onto the court, it felt as though I was honoring her by embracing the same enthusiasm for life that she had. In the end, tennis has shaped my future by teaching me resilience, mental focus, and the value of discipline. It has also helped me connect to my mother’s memory in a meaningful way. I’ve learned that no matter how hard life gets, perseverance and focus will help me overcome challenges. Tennis has shown me that even in times of loss, it’s possible to find healing and strength through the things we love.

The death of my mother and my sister's struggle with drug addiction profoundly shaped my understanding of care and compassion. These personal tragedies pushed me to become a more altruistic and empathetic individual. Through these challenges, I’ve learned that being truly caring means offering love and support, even when it is difficult, and I’ve found guidance and strength through my faith in God. When my mother passed away from cancer, the loss was overwhelming. She was not only my mother but my best friend, and her absence created an immense void in my life. However, as I navigated my grief, I began to see the profound impact she had on those around her. She was always caring for others, even when she herself was in pain. This gave me a new understanding of what it meant to be selfless. It wasn’t just about offering help when it was convenient; it was about giving of yourself, especially when you didn’t have much to give. After my mother’s death, my sister, unable to cope with the loss, turned to drugs. Watching her spiral into addiction was incredibly painful, but it also made me realize how deeply people’s pain can affect their choices. I stepped into a caregiving role, taking care of my nieces and supporting my father as he focused on helping my sister recover. Despite my own emotional struggles, I knew that I had to be there for them. I had to be strong when they needed me most, and I knew that my actions could make a difference in their healing process. My faith played a central role during this time. I often reflected on the Bible verse 1 Peter 4:10: “Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms.” This verse reminded me that even in the midst of grief, I was called to serve others, especially those who were suffering. It reinforced my belief that caring for others was a reflection of God’s love and grace, and I found comfort and purpose in knowing that I was fulfilling this calling by helping my family. Being truly caring often requires sacrifice. It meant putting my own needs aside to support my nieces and father. It meant offering comfort even when I was broken inside. I found inspiration in the Bible verse, “Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends” (John 15:13). While I didn’t lay down my life in a literal sense, I gave my time, energy, and emotional support, because I understood that love often requires selflessness. Caring for my family during this difficult time became a way of honoring my mother’s legacy and embodying the lessons she had taught me. Through these experiences, I learned the true power of kindness. It’s not about grand gestures or perfect solutions—it’s about being present, offering love, and supporting others through their struggles. This understanding of care has shaped my future goals. I want to become a healthcare professional, not only to heal physically but also to provide emotional support to those in need, just as my mother did. Ultimately, my mother’s death and my sister’s struggles taught me that being caring means offering love, support, and understanding, especially in the face of hardship. It’s about living out the values of selflessness, compassion, and empathy, and I am committed to carrying these values forward in every aspect of my life.

I 1000% think Society needs to change its ways of responding to the problems of the disadvantaged, specifically black people. Let's start with black mental health. Black girls have some of the highest rising suicide rates. Black people have the highest lifetime prevalence of PTSD, the highest rising drug od death rate, and yet are the most underserved when it comes to mental health. Looking at how the media reacts to obviously mentally ill celebrities( like laughing at Kanye West breaking down on tv or, dare I say, TikTok's famous Speed who tends to lash out at others) we can see that we as a society have ways to go. NYU has done a recent study that says depression looks different in black women(which is why it is so often hard to catch). According to NYU, Ontop of regular depression symptoms black women often show things like fatigue, insomnia, decreased libido, and on top of that self-blame and self-hate. After doing a few controlled studies, they found out that the marked difference is that while most people with depression feel hopelessness and that loss of motivation, black women on top of that feel self-blame and self-hatred. Ergo, not only are black women facing depression but, they have kind of a self-imposed and internalized blaming going on for experiencing the depression, which can make the depression feel worse than it already is. What's also interesting about the study it says that depression and anxiety can show up as irritability in black women. I feel like as a society people have seen black women visibly upset or irritable and automatically mark them as angry( a.k.a angry black women) or even "ghetto". Versus, When a white woman is visibly angry or irritable society sees them as justified in some form or another. Black Americans develop mental health conditions at a rate equal to anyone else. The Centers for Disease Control (CDC) has declared racism a serious threat to public health that has placed communities of color at greater risk for poor health outcomes. When considering the mental health of Black Americans, it is important to view their experience through a historical and cultural lens. The Black community has shown resilience in the face of adversity for centuries. Racism today is often more hidden, but it is still dangerous. It exists in the form of reduced access to housing, health care, and education and in increased incarceration.

My name is Harmony Aleea Walker. I am fourteen years of age. I am an upcoming junior at Crockett County high school. When I was about 10 years old I watched as cancer consumed my mother. Her death taught me that I have the choice to decide to use the Life that I have been gifted to make a true difference. So, I decided to do just that. When I was 12, I completed 4 semesters in the time of 1 school year. I plan on becoming one of the best black cardiothoracic surgeons the world has ever seen. I want to save lives. I want to be the brilliant young woman that my mother looks down on from heaven. I also happen to be vegetarian. It seems cruel how people treat animals. I know how problematic the meat and dairy industry can be. Millions of acres of being plowed for crop fields dedicated to feeding livestock. Deforestation contributes to climate change, desertification, soil erosion and not to mention the number of problems for indigenous people. For, in the Amazonia deforestation is killing indigenous people by destroying the land they depend on for their survival. When their land is stolen, people are forced from their forest homes. They are reduced from self-sufficiency to living on the sides of roads and/or depending on government handouts. While the meat industry is horrible I have been told the dairy industry is WORSE. Did you know that calves get pulled away from their mother? I am the type of person to feel bad for Bambi, but i know anyone will feel bad knowing that a mother cow will have to go through this painful process EVERY year for the rest of her life. Plus, the milk a cow produces for her baby calf is instead taken from her and sold to consumers. Humans are not even originally designed to drink cow milk. 36% of the United States are lactose intolerant. Do you know how many people that is? 11 billion and 304 million people. Cows also go through painful mutilations without any use of anesthesia. Knowing all that I know I couldn't possibly eat meat. However, I do not look down on anyone who does. Overall, I just wanted to go vegetarian to do what I can for the environment. Being vegetarian helps reduce the pollution of our streams, rivers, and oceans. Pollution from livestock production largely comes from animal waste, which can runoff into our waterways and harm aquatic ecosystems, destroy topsoil, and contaminate the air – which all have harmful effects on wild animals AND humans.