This summer I received my letter of acceptance into nursing school, a letter that cost me many, blissful, restless, and somber days. Furthermore, my nursing program is set to start in the fall, this is when we will start to live our dream. I say our dream because I share this dream with my family, most importantly my parents who gave it all and set their dreams aside to give my siblings and me the opportunities they were never given and so, they live their dreams through us. I have learned that there is no such thing as a straight road to our dreams. Resilience, perseverance and self-discipline drive us through the steep mountains and keep us from spinning out the road during dark icy times. At the young age of eight, my dad was deported, and our family moved to a country where we had nothing but the bags we could carry. My siblings and I were raised in Mexico and at the age of 16 we would be sent back to the United States to graduate high school and enroll in college. I arrived at Chiawanna High School as a senior and worked twice as hard to adjust to a new school system with a different language and diploma requirements. Then, I enrolled at Columbia Basin College where I was completing my second year of pre-nursing. Unfortunately, during this time COVID-19 cases started to rise, and a pandemic was declared, the years to follow felt surreal. All classes were instructed online which gave me the liberty to move to Mexico with my family for a couple of months. During the initial outbreaks my dad was exposed and tested positive he tried his best for us, as much as he could. My dad was taken from us by a sudden heart attack one week before spring 2020 quarter classes were set to start. I also tried my hardest for him, we promised each other that he would be my patient and I would be his nurse one day. During the first three weeks of spring quarter, I realized that because of the state I was in I would not successfully accomplish the courses, so I decided to withdraw causing my suspension from financial aid. After one year of easing myself into my new mournful reality I enrolled in college again as self-pay and started a new job at Kadlec Hematology and Oncology as a Patient Specialist; after six months I was promoted to a Procedural Scheduler. Moreover, my position allows me to communicate and interact closely with our providers and patients to ensure that the utmost treatment is provided. I have seen and felt for patients who go through uncertain times in their battle against cancer receiving daily infusions for hours, and at their side are the nurses who practice empathy, compassion, and are attentive to the vulnerable. I want to be a nurse because I want to serve the people in our community and ease their hardships by bringing a light of hope during the darkness of uncertainty. People might forget my face or name but never the way I cared for and made them feel. Receiving this scholarship would ease my financial hardships, and most importantly this would help with the necessities and requirements for my first year of nursing school. I hope to hear back from you soon, thank you so much for considering me for this amazing opportunity.

This summer I received my letter of acceptance into nursing school, a letter that cost me many, blissful, restless, and somber days. Furthermore, my nursing program is set to start in the fall, this is when we will start to live our dream. I say our dream because I share this dream with my family, most importantly my parents who gave it all and set their dreams aside to give my siblings and me the opportunities they were never given and so, they live their dreams through us. I have learned that there is no such thing as a straight road to our dreams. Resilience, perseverance and self-discipline drive us through the steep mountains and keep us from spinning out the road during dark icy times. At the young age of eight, my dad was deported, and our family moved to a country where we had nothing but the bags we could carry. My siblings and I were raised in Mexico and at the age of 16 we would be sent back to the United States to graduate high school and enroll in college. I arrived at Chiawanna High School as a senior and worked twice as hard to adjust to a new school system with a different language and diploma requirements. Then, I enrolled at Columbia Basin College where I was completing my second year of pre-nursing. Unfortunately, during this time COVID-19 cases started to rise, and a pandemic was declared, the years to follow felt surreal. All classes were instructed online which gave me the liberty to move to Mexico with my family for a couple of months. During the initial outbreaks my dad was exposed and tested positive he tried his best for us, as much as he could. My dad was taken from us by a sudden heart attack one week before spring 2020 quarter classes were set to start. I also tried my hardest for him, we promised each other that he would be my patient and I would be his nurse one day. During the first three weeks of spring quarter, I realized that because of the state I was in I would not successfully accomplish the courses, so I decided to withdraw causing my suspension from financial aid. After one year of easing myself into my new mournful reality I enrolled in college again as self-pay and started a new job at Kadlec Hematology and Oncology as a Patient Specialist; after six months I was promoted to a Procedural Scheduler. Moreover, my position allows me to communicate and interact closely with our providers and patients to ensure that the utmost treatment is provided. I have seen and felt for patients who go through uncertain times in their battle against cancer receiving daily infusions for hours, and at their side are the nurses who practice empathy, compassion, and are attentive to the vulnerable. I want to be a nurse because I want to serve the people in our community and ease their hardships by bringing a light of hope during the darkness of uncertainty. People might forget my face or name but never the way I cared for and made them feel. Receiving this scholarship would ease my financial hardships, and most importantly this would help with the necessities and requirements for my first year of nursing school. I hope to hear back from you soon, thank you so much for considering me for this amazing opportunity.

This summer I received my letter of acceptance into nursing school, a letter that cost me many, blissful, restless, and somber days. Furthermore, my nursing program is set to start in the fall, this is when we will start to live our dream. I say our dream because I share this dream with my family, most importantly my parents who gave it all and set their dreams aside to give my siblings and me the opportunities they were never given and so, they live their dreams through us. I have learned that there is no such thing as a straight road to our dreams. Resilience, perseverance and self-discipline drive us through the steep mountains and keep us from spinning out the road during dark icy times. At the young age of eight, my dad was deported, and our family moved to a country where we had nothing but the bags we could carry. My siblings and I were raised in Mexico and at the age of 16 we would be sent back to the United States to graduate high school and enroll in college. I arrived at Chiawanna High School as a senior and worked twice as hard to adjust to a new school system with a different language and diploma requirements. Then, I enrolled at Columbia Basin College where I was completing my second year of pre-nursing. Unfortunately, during this time COVID-19 cases started to rise, and a pandemic was declared, the years to follow felt surreal. All classes were instructed online which gave me the liberty to move to Mexico with my family for a couple of months. During the initial outbreaks my dad was exposed and tested positive he tried his best for us, as much as he could. My dad was taken from us by a sudden heart attack one week before spring 2020 quarter classes were set to start. I also tried my hardest for him, we promised each other that he would be my patient and I would be his nurse one day. During the first three weeks of spring quarter, I realized that because of the state I was in I would not successfully accomplish the courses, so I decided to withdraw causing my suspension from financial aid. After one year of easing myself into my new mournful reality I enrolled in college again as self-pay and started a new job at Kadlec Hematology and Oncology as a Patient Specialist; after six months I was promoted to a Procedural Scheduler. Moreover, my position allows me to communicate and interact closely with our providers and patients to ensure that the utmost treatment is provided. I have seen and felt for patients who go through uncertain times in their battle against cancer receiving daily infusions for hours, and at their side are the nurses who practice empathy, compassion, and are attentive to the vulnerable. I want to be a nurse because I want to serve the people in our community and ease their hardships by bringing a light of hope during the darkness of uncertainty. People might forget my face or name but never the way I cared for and made them feel. Receiving this scholarship would ease my financial hardships, and most importantly this would help with the necessities and requirements for my first year of nursing school. I hope to hear back from you soon, thank you so much for considering me for this amazing opportunity.

This summer I received my letter of acceptance into nursing school, a letter that cost me many, blissful, restless, and somber days. Furthermore, my nursing program is set to start in the fall, this is when we will start to live our dream. I say our dream because I share this dream with my family, most importantly my parents who gave it all and set their dreams aside to give my siblings and me the opportunities they were never given and so, they live their dreams through us. I have learned that there is no such thing as a straight road to our dreams. Resilience, perseverance and self-discipline drive us through the steep mountains and keep us from spinning out the road during dark icy times. At the young age of eight, my dad was deported, and our family moved to a country where we had nothing but the bags we could carry. My siblings and I were raised in Mexico and at the age of 16 we would be sent back to the United States to graduate high school and enroll in college. I arrived at Chiawanna High School as a senior and worked twice as hard to adjust to a new school system with a different language and diploma requirements. Then, I enrolled at Columbia Basin College where I was completing my second year of pre-nursing. Unfortunately, during this time COVID-19 cases started to rise, and a pandemic was declared, the years to follow felt surreal. All classes were instructed online which gave me the liberty to move to Mexico with my family for a couple of months. During the initial outbreaks my dad was exposed and tested positive he tried his best for us, as much as he could. My dad was taken from us by a sudden heart attack one week before spring 2020 quarter classes were set to start. I also tried my hardest for him, we promised each other that he would be my patient and I would be his nurse one day. During the first three weeks of spring quarter, I realized that because of the state I was in I would not successfully accomplish the courses, so I decided to withdraw causing my suspension from financial aid. After one year of easing myself into my new mournful reality I enrolled in college again as self-pay and started a new job at Kadlec Hematology and Oncology as a Patient Specialist; after six months I was promoted to a Procedural Scheduler. Moreover, my position allows me to communicate and interact closely with our providers and patients to ensure that the utmost treatment is provided. I have seen and felt for patients who go through uncertain times in their battle against cancer receiving daily infusions for hours, and at their side are the nurses who practice empathy, compassion, and are attentive to the vulnerable. I want to be a nurse because I want to serve the people in our community and ease their hardships by bringing a light of hope during the darkness of uncertainty. People might forget my face or name but never the way I cared for and made them feel. Receiving this scholarship would ease my financial hardships, and most importantly this would help with the necessities and requirements for my first year of nursing school. I hope to hear back from you soon, thank you so much for considering me for this amazing opportunity.