Growing up, I had a front-row seat to one of the most powerful lessons life can offer — what it looks like when a person gives everything they have for the people they love. My mother raised three children on her own, without a safety net, without a co-pilot, and without complaint. She worked tirelessly, stretched every dollar, and still found ways to pour into us emotionally, physically, and spiritually. But what struck me most was not just her work ethic,it was her heart. She cared for people. Not because it was convenient or required, but because it was simply who she was. That selflessness became the blueprint for my life and the foundation on which every one of my professional goals is built. Being the child of a single mother means you learn early that nothing comes without sacrifice. While my peers were carefree, I watched my mother juggle impossible responsibilities without letting the weight show on her face. She showed up — to work, to our school events, to our hardest nights — because she believed that her presence was the most important thing she could give us. What she modeled was not simply survival; it was service. She taught me that caring for others is not a burden — it is a calling. And that calling has shaped my decision to pursue a degree in Healthcare Management. Healthcare, at its core, is about people. It is about ensuring that individuals — especially the most vulnerable — are seen, respected, and given the quality of care they deserve. As I've grown and begun to understand the landscape of healthcare in this country, I have become increasingly aware of a troubling gap: the elderly are too often neglected, placed in facilities that fail to uphold their dignity and wellbeing. For me, this is not just a policy issue — it is personal. My mother's selfless care for those around her showed me what genuine compassion looks like. I cannot stand by knowing that so many of our elders live in environments that lack exactly that. I am currently working as a medical assistant part-time at Froedert in the Endocrinology clinic. Most of our patients are the elderly battling weight issues and diabetes issues among other health issues. Since working there, I have built great relationships with the patients and get to get a more personal look into their lives and understand how they are underserved and how the care they receive, especially from caregivers could improve. This is why my long-term goal is to own and operate nursing homes that set a new standard for elderly care, and to establish an inspection agency that holds care facilities accountable to the highest possible benchmarks. I do not simply want to be a part of the healthcare industry, I want to change the way it serves our seniors. I envision nursing homes where residents are treated with the same love and attentiveness my mother gave to everyone she cared for. Places where staff are trained not only in procedure, but in empathy. Facilities where families can rest easy knowing their loved ones are in truly capable and compassionate hands. The inspection agency is equally important to me. Accountability is the backbone of quality. Without consistent, rigorous oversight, standards erode and vulnerable people suffer the consequences. By building an agency dedicated to evaluating care facilities, I hope to create a system that enforces excellence and flags deficiencies before they become tragedies. It is about making sure that every elderly person in every facility has an advocate, even when their families cannot be there. None of this would be possible without the example my mother set. She never had the resources, the titles, or the recognition but she had integrity, and she had love. She raised three children to understand that the measure of a person is not what they accumulate, but how they treat the people around them. As the oldest, I felt the weight of her sacrifice most acutely, and I made a promise to myself that her hard work would not be in vain. My success is not just mine — it belongs to her and to every elderly person who deserves better than what they are currently being given. This scholarship will get me one step closer to that success. Thank you. The attached picture is of my siblings, mom, and me from her 46th birthday last year.

Growing up in a household led by a single mother of three children, I did not always have everything I wanted but I always had everything I needed, because my mother made sure of it. She worked two jobs for years without complaint, without pause, and without ever letting her children feel the full weight of what she was carrying. She was the first one up in the morning and the last one to rest at night. As a child, I did not fully understand the magnitude of that sacrifice. As an adult and mom, I understand it completely and it humbles me every single day. My mother never sat us down and gave a speech about hard work. She simply demonstrated it, consistently and without exception. I watched her leave for one job before I left for school and come home from a second job after dinner. I watched her manage a household, handle bills, attend school events, and still find ways to show up fully for three children who each had their own needs, their own struggles, and their own dreams. Her work ethic was not something she talked about — it was something she lived. And because I watched her live it for so many years, it became part of me. Today, when I face a demanding schedule as a single mother, full-time student, and part-time medical student, I do not feel sorry for myself. I think of my mom and what she has faced and keep going. Beyond her tireless work ethic, my mother gave me people skills. She has a warmth and a way with others that draws people in and makes them feel genuinely seen. I grew up watching her build real relationships — with neighbors, with coworkers, with strangers who quickly became friends. She treated everyone with the same dignity and attentiveness, regardless of their status or circumstance. That quality did not go unnoticed by her children. I carry her people skills with me into every professional and personal interaction I have, and they have opened more doors for me than any credential ever could. In healthcare, where trust between people is everything, this is not a soft skill it is a cornerstone. What moves me most deeply about my mother, however, is the chapter of her life she saved for herself. She was and still is a big advocate for education and furthering it. After raising three children largely on her own, after years of putting everyone else first, after waiting patiently until her kids were grown and settled — my mother went back to school and earned her master's degree. She did not rush. She did not give up on her own aspirations; she simply deferred them with intention, knowing her time would come. When it did, she rose to it completely. Watching her walk across that stage was one of the proudest moments of my life — not because of the degree itself, but because of everything it represented. A woman who gave decades to others finally claiming something entirely for herself. My mother is the definition of sacrifice. She is also the definition of perseverance, grace, and quiet, unshakeable strength. Every goal I pursue, every obstacle I push through, and every standard I set for myself and my own child traces back to her example. I am the person I am today because she was the mother she chose to be every single day. There is no greater gift one person can give another. Gwendolyn Marie Miner is my mother's name and I love her extremely. Thank you.

My name is Lauryn and education has always been a priority to me and my family. I love learning new things that make me better so I can be better for others. I've always been passionate about helping people, specifically the elderly. My journey in healthcare first started as a dietary aide, I saw things that textbooks never prepared me for — the loneliness behind a closed door, the dignity a person could lose when a system stopped paying attention, and the urgent, quiet need for someone who actually cared. I watched elderly residents struggle to receive consistent, dignified care. I noticed gaps — in staffing, in oversight, in the basic systems meant to protect some of our most vulnerable people. I asked questions. I paid attention. And I began to understand that the problems I witnessed were not just the result of individual failures; they were structural. Changing them would require people trained to lead, manage, and hold systems accountable. That is exactly what my degree in Healthcare Management is preparing me to do. That experience did not just shape my goals. It became the reason I have one. I am now a medical assistant part time at Froedtert, a mom of 1 and a full-time student at MATC. This past year has not been easy. I faced financial hardship that made every semester feel uncertain, and two serious car accidents left me stressing about transportation and well-being for me and my daughter- that really tested my ability to keep going this year. There are moments when continuing school felt impossible — with the cost of living going up, emergencies, and basic things just catch up and overwhelm you. But I kept returning, because I understood something my circumstances could not take from me: knowledge is the one investment that cannot be taken from me. Pursuing healthcare management has given me a framework for everything I observed on those hallways. I am learning how facilities are organized and funded, how regulations are written and enforced, and how leadership either protects residents or leaves them exposed. My education has given language and strategy to instincts I already had. More importantly, it has given me confidence — the kind that comes from knowing not just what is wrong, but how to fix it. My goal after graduation is to open my own nursing home facility and establish a nursing home inspection agency focused on elder care. Too many elderly people are placed in facilities where quality control is inconsistent, where complaints go unaddressed, and where families have no reliable way to verify that their loved ones are safe. I intend to change that — first by building a facility that models what excellent elder care looks like, and then by creating an independent inspection agency that holds other facilities to the same standard. The inspection agency, in particular, is something I feel called to build. Regulatory oversight exists, but gaps remain. An independent agency focused specifically on elder care — staffed by people with real on-the-ground experience — could fill those gaps in ways that government inspections alone cannot. I want to create something that gives families peace of mind, gives residents a stronger voice, and raises the floor for what elder care looks like across the board. None of this would be possible without the proper education. The accidents set me back. Financial stress made the road longer. But every course I have completed, every concept I have mastered, and every challenge I have pushed through has been preparation for work that genuinely matters. I am not pursuing this degree for a title. I am pursuing it because I have stood in those hallways, I have seen the real, and I have made a decision to be part of the answer. I also want to be a role model for my daughter and show her that life is going to happen regardless of what you have planned. It's up to you to keep persevering through all the roadblocks and detours to get to that finish line and that's exactly what I plan on showing her. This scholarship would allow me to move closer to that goal. It would mean one less barrier between where I am and the work I know I am meant to do. I am committed to this path — not because it is easy, but because it is necessary, and because the people I hope to serve deserve someone who chose this calling with their eyes open. Thank you.

My name is Lauryn, and I chose to pursue a degree in Healthcare Management because I believe that systems are only as good as the people willing to fight to improve them. My decision was not made in a classroom — it was made in the hallways of care facilities where elderly residents were underserved, in conversations with family members who felt powerless, and in the quiet recognition that someone needed to do something about it. I decided that someone would be me. My healthcare journey started as a dietary aid in a nursing home. I am now completing an Associate's degree at MATC in Healthcare Management. Healthcare Management is going to teach me the specific tools I was looking for. I need to understand not just the compassionate side of care, but the structural side — how facilities are funded, how staffing decisions are made, how regulations are written and enforced, and how leadership shapes the culture of an entire organization. Real, lasting change in healthcare requires people who can operate fluently in all of those spaces simultaneously. That is the professional I am becoming. As a woman entering the healthcare field, I carry both the weight and the privilege of a perspective that is urgently needed. Women have long been the backbone of caregiving — in homes, in clinics, in nursing facilities — yet we remain underrepresented in the leadership and ownership roles that determine how care is structured and delivered. I intend to change that in my own corner of the industry. By owning and operating my own nursing home, I will demonstrate that women belong not just at the bedside but in the boardroom, not just as caregivers but as decision-makers who shape the standards of care entire communities rely on. Beyond ownership, I plan to establish a private nursing home inspection agency — an organization dedicated to independent, rigorous oversight of care facilities at a time when accountability in elder care is critically lacking. As a woman, I bring an instinct for advocacy that is deeply personal. I know what it means to fight for someone who cannot fully fight for themselves. I do it every day as a mother. I will do it every day as a healthcare leader. Women in healthcare have always found ways to lead even when the path was not built for them. I am not waiting for permission to take up space in this industry. I am earning my seat through education, through sacrifice, and through an unwavering commitment to the people this system too often fails. I chose healthcare because it needs people like me. And I intend to spend my career proving that I was right.

Some people pursue a degree because it is the next logical step. Others do it because someone told them they should. I am pursuing mine because I have seen what happens when the right systems do not exist — and I have decided to be the person who builds them. My "why" is impact. Not impact as a buzzword, but impact as a daily commitment — the kind that shows up in policy changes, in inspection reports, in the faces of elderly residents who finally feel seen and safe. From the moment I understood what Healthcare Management could make possible, I knew it was not just a career path. It was a calling. I am uniquely deserving of this award because I do not simply have ambition — I have a plan. Many students enter college with general hopes of doing good in the world. I am entering the finish line of my degree with a specific, actionable mission: to open a nursing home built on genuine dignity and accountability, and to establish a private nursing home inspection agency that fills the oversight gaps that currently allow neglect to go unchecked. These are not daydreams. They are goals I have researched, mapped out, and committed my life to pursuing. What also makes my story distinct is the road I took to get here. I have navigated this academic journey as a single parent, carrying financial stress that most people never have to face alone. There was no safety net, no second income, no one to share the weight of tuition bills and childcare costs while I pushed through coursework. Every credit hour I have earned came with sacrifice — missed rest, stretched budgets, and a level of discipline that only comes from having no other choice. I kept going not because it was easy, but because I understood that quitting would cost far more than a degree. It would cost my child a model of resilience. It would cost the elderly community an advocate who genuinely understands what is at stake. I also bring something to this scholarship that money alone cannot manufacture — a lived perspective. My motivation is rooted in real observations of a broken system and a real desire to repair it. That combination of personal drive, professional clarity, and proven endurance is rare. I do not take lightly what it means to be considered for this award, because I know what it would make possible. It would help allow me to complete my degree without the financial fear that has followed me throughout this journey. It would free me to focus entirely on finishing strong and stepping into the work I was meant to do. I am not the candidate who simply needs help. I am the candidate who, with the right support, will spend the rest of her career making sure that help reaches the people who need it most — starting with the elderly. Thank you.

My name is Lauryn. I am a part-time medical assistant at Froedtert, a mom of 1 and a full-time student at MATC. The financial weight of single parenthood has been the heaviest burden on my academic journey. There were semesters when I questioned whether I could continue — when tuition, childcare, 2 unexpected car accidents, and basic living expenses felt impossible to balance. I took on extra hours at work to make ends meet, which meant fewer hours for studying and even fewer for rest. I learned quickly that rest was a luxury I can not afford right now. Life is hard. But I'm harder. What kept me going was purpose. My child watches everything I do — every late night with a textbook open, every early morning juggling school drop-off and a work shift. I decided early on that I would not let financial hardship write the ending of my story. I would show my child, through action, what perseverance truly looks like. I am now close to completing my Associate's degree in Healthcare Management. I'm set to graduate in 2027. I will then transfer to UWM to complete my Bachelor's. I chose this field because of a deep commitment to improving care for elderly individuals — people who are too often overlooked in systems that prioritize profit over dignity. My goals include owning a nursing home centered on genuine compassionate care and launching a private inspection agency to hold facilities accountable. This scholarship would allow me to finish strong — without the constant anxiety of funding my final stretch. I am almost there, and with the right support, I will cross that finish line and build the future I have been working toward. Thank you.

Nobody tells you how loud silence can be after you realize you are doing this alone. No roadmap, no backup plan — just you, your child, and the quiet decision that failure is simply not an option. That is where my journey began. I am a single mother, a part-time medical assistant, and a full-time student pursuing a degree in Healthcare Management and then further my education in Healhcare Administration. On paper, that list sounds impressive. In real life, it looks like studying after bedtime, eating lunch in a parking lot between a shift and a class, and running on alot of faith, coffee, and the love I have for my child. It is not glamorous. But it is mine, and I have never been more proud of anything in my life. The challenges have been real and relentless. Finances are a constant source of stress — balancing tuition, food, gas, rent, and basic needs on a part-time income requires a level of creativity and discipline that no textbook teaches. There have been semesters where I questioned whether I could keep going after two car accidents, where exhaustion sat so heavy on my chest that getting up felt like a victory in itself. Time is another battle. Every hour I spend in class or studying is an hour away from my child, and that tension never fully goes away. I carry it with me into every exam, every late-night assignment, every moment I choose education over rest. But I choose it anyway. Because the fulfillment has been just as real as the struggle. There is something that happens when you realize you are becoming who you always knew you could be. I feel it when a concept clicks in class and I connect it directly to something I have seen working as a medical assistant. I feel it when my child watches me study and asks questions, curious and proud. I feel it when I walk into a care facility and know — deep in my bones — that I understand this world, that I belong in it, and that I have something meaningful to contribute to it. Those moments make every sacrifice worth it. My work as a dietary aide in nursing homes first opened my eyes to the gaps in elder care. My role as a medical assistant deepened my understanding of what compassionate, attentive healthcare looks like. And my education is giving me the tools to do something about both. I am not just learning — I am preparing. Every course I complete moves me closer to owning nursing home facilities built on dignity and launching an inspection agency that holds the industry accountable. I want to change the care of the elderly one facility at a time. Through further education, I hope to uplift my family in ways that extend far beyond a paycheck. I want to show my child that our circumstances do not define our ceiling. I want to break cycles and build new ones — of ambition, of service, of generational strength. I want my child to grow up in a home where education is a value, where hard work is honored, and where they never doubt that big dreams are worth chasing. My journey has not been easy. But every hard step has been intentional, and every sacrifice has been made in love. I am not just pursuing a degree. I am building a life — for myself, for my child, and for every person I will one day have the privilege of serving in and out of my community.

Legacy, to me, is not about being remembered — it is about building something that continues to serve people long after you are gone. It is about planting seeds in places that needed watering, and trusting that the roots will hold. My legacy will be built in the halls of nursing homes and care facilities across this country. As a single mother, a medical assistant, and a full-time student, I have already learned that doing hard things quietly, consistently, and with love is its own kind of leadership. Every day I show up — for my child, for my patients, for my education — I am laying the foundation of the person I am becoming and the businesses I will build. I plan to create two interconnected businesses that together will transform how our society cares for its elderly population. The first is a nursing home facility rooted in dignity and genuine person-centered care — a place where residents are known by name, where families feel welcomed and informed, and where every staff member understands that they are not just doing a job, they are honoring someone's life. The second is an independent elder care inspection agency that holds facilities accountable to the highest standards. Too many vulnerable people suffer in silence behind closed doors. My agency will open those doors — through unannounced evaluations, transparent reporting, and advocacy for the families who deserve to know the truth about their loved ones' care. These two businesses are not separate dreams — they are two sides of the same mission. One builds the standard. The other enforces it. Together, they create a legacy of protection, compassion, and systemic change. As for how I shine my light — I do it in the small moments that most people never see. I shine it when I sit with an elderly patient who just needs someone to listen. I shine it when I come home exhausted from a shift and a full day of classes, and still show my child that we do not quit. I shine it when I advocate for a resident who cannot speak for themselves, or encourage a coworker who is burning out. Light does not always announce itself. Sometimes it simply stays on, steady and quiet, so others can find their way. I want my child to grow up knowing that their mother did not wait for the world to change — she changed it. I want the residents in my future facilities to feel, in their bones, that they are safe, seen, and loved. And I want every family that works with my inspection agency to trust that someone is fighting for them. That is my legacy. Not a monument — a movement. Built one life, one facility, one courageous decision at a time. This scholarship will bring me one step closer.

My name is Lauryn. I am a single mother of one, a part-time medical assistant at Froedtert Hospital , and a full-time student — and every single day, I show up for all three. Balancing the demands of school, work, and raising my child has not been easy, but it has made me resilient, focused, and deeply motivated. I know what it means to stretch yourself thin for the people who depend on you. That understanding drives everything I do. My journey into healthcare began when I worked as a dietary aide in a nursing home. Those shifts introduced me to the best and worst of elder care. I saw residents light up when staff took a moment to sit with them, learn their names, and treat them as people rather than patients. But I also witnessed the other side — missed meals, residents left in discomfort, and a culture where corners were cut and voices went unheard. Now, as a medical assistant, I see every day how much difference compassionate, attentive care makes in a patient's life. Those experiences didn't discourage me. They gave me a purpose. I am pursuing a degree in Healthcare Management because I believe that lasting change happens from the inside out. My goal is to own and operate nursing home facilities built on a foundation of dignity, compassion, and genuine person-centered care — places where every resident is treated as someone's greatest treasure, because they are. I also want to further my education and get a Bachelor's and Master's in Healthcare Administration. I'll be enrolling to UWM in 2027. But ownership alone is not enough. I also plan to establish an independent inspection agency dedicated to identifying and stopping neglect in nursing homes and care facilities. Too often, families place their loved ones into facilities with little visibility into daily conditions. My agency would serve as a watchdog — conducting thorough, unannounced evaluations and giving families the transparency they deserve. As a mother, I think about the world my child is growing up in. I want them to see that hard work, empathy, and refusing to accept the status quo can create real change. The elderly are among the most overlooked members of our communities, yet they carry a lifetime of wisdom and love. I have seen what happens when systems fail them — and I have seen the difference one caring person can make. This scholarship would bring me one step closer to the knowledge I need to make that vision real. I am not just studying for a degree — I am a mother, a caregiver, and a student who is preparing to fight for the people who deserve far better than they are too often given.

When people hear that I am a full-time student, a part-time medical assistant, and a single mother, the most common response is some version of "how do you do it all?" The truth is, I do not always do it all perfectly. What I do is show up consistently, plan intentionally, and remind myself every single day that the temporary discomfort of this season is building something permanent for my daughter and me. Balance, for me, is not about equal parts. It is about knowing which part needs the most from me on any given day and being flexible enough to adjust without losing sight of the bigger picture. My weeks are carefully structured — class schedules, work shifts, and my daughter's needs are mapped out in advance because there is no room for guessing when you are the only one steering the ship. To have the best time management I have an agenda for due dates and assignments to avoid late and rushed homework submissions. On the weekends, I'm free so I get a lot done those two days if needed. What remains constant through all of the moving pieces is my commitment to being present. When I am with my daughter, I am with her — not mentally running through my to-do list or scrolling through lecture notes. She deserves my full attention during the time we share, and honoring that keeps me grounded in my reason for doing all of this in the first place. She is not a footnote in my story. She is the whole point. This is exactly where this scholarship has the power to make a profound difference. Right now, financial pressure is one of the biggest threats to my balance. When money is tight, I am forced to pick up extra hours at work, which pulls time away from studying and from my daughter. It creates a cycle that is difficult to break without outside support. This scholarship would ease that pressure in a real and immediate way — allowing me to stay focused on my coursework, perform at my best academically, and still be the present, engaged mother my daughter deserves. Earning my degree in Healthcare Service Management is not just a personal milestone. It is the foundation of every goal I have — owning a nursing home, launching a care facility inspection agency, and creating a stable, thriving life for my family. This scholarship would not just help me finish school. It would help me finish strong. And finishing strong is the only option I have ever been willing to consider.

The most challenging part of being a student and a single mother is not the exhaustion, though that is real. It is not the financial strain, though that weighs heavily too. The hardest part is the quiet guilt that creeps in on the days when I feel like I cannot give my all to either role. Some nights I am up late finishing an assignment after my daughter is asleep, wondering if I should have spent that last hour with her instead. Other days I am sitting in class mentally running through whether she is okay, whether I packed the right snack, whether I remembered to sign that permission slip. The mental load of motherhood does not clock out when school starts, and the demands of being a full-time student do not pause when my daughter needs me. Learning to carry both — and to forgive myself on the days I feel like I am falling short in one — has been my greatest personal challenge. I am currently enrolled full-time at Milwaukee Area Technical College pursuing an associate degree in Healthcare Service Management while working part-time as a medical assistant at Froedtert Hospital. My days are structured down to the hour out of necessity. There is no room for error in my schedule, which means when something unexpected happens — a sick day, a car issue, a shift change — the entire balance is disrupted. I do not have a co-parent to call as a backup. I am the plan A and the plan B, every single time. That reality pushes me to be incredibly disciplined and resourceful, but it also means I operate with very little margin. Financial stress sits at the center of that. Tuition, childcare, groceries, transportation — every expense competes for the same limited income, and there are moments when I have had to make choices no parent wants to make. But I want to be clear: my daughter is not a barrier to my success. She is the reason I refuse to stop. Every time I consider how tired I am or how far away my goals feel, I think about what I am building for her. I want her to grow up watching her mother finish what she started. I want her to see that being a single parent does not mean putting your dreams on hold — it means finding a deeper reason to pursue them. She deserves a stable future, and I am the one who has to create it. This scholarship would directly impact my ability to do that. Financial relief means I could redirect my energy toward my studies and my daughter. It means I could be more present — not just physically, but mentally — in both roles. Beyond the immediate relief, this scholarship represents something I want my daughter to one day understand: that people believed in her mother when the road was hard, and that generosity has the power to change the trajectory of an entire family. My long-term goals are rooted in a genuine passion for protecting and uplifting vulnerable people, particularly the elderly. I plan to own or manage a nursing home and establish an inspection agency for long-term care facilities to address the neglect that too often goes unnoticed. I know that path requires education, experience, and perseverance — all things I am actively building. This scholarship would help make sure that financial hardship is not what stands between me and the future I am working so hard to reach. I would like to pay it forward as best as I can and give some of the generosity given to me to others.