When you think about a ham and cheese sandwich, nothing probably comes to mind other than lunch. However, when I think about a ham and cheese sandwich, I think about the day my life changed forever. I volunteered at Steamboat Adaptive Recreational Sports (STARS) for two and a half summers. I started working at STARS to gain new perspectives on the lives of cognitively impaired children, since I only have experience with physical disabilities. My job was to take care of the horses and lead the students on them. One day, I walked into the barn to find an 8-year-old boy with severe autism screaming at the other workers. He was refusing to get on the horse because it was not the same one he had ridden the previous day. While the other students were riding, I sat with him in the lunchroom, and, in the middle of his tantrum, he pulled out a ham and cheese sandwich. The trainers wanted him to get on a horse that I was very familiar with, as I took care of her for all the years I worked there. This was to my advantage: I knew she was the best horse. It took me 25 minutes—plus a whole ham and cheese sandwich—to calm him down, but I was the only worker who was able to convince him to get on her. When I watched him finally saddle up, I realized it was my destiny to work with children with disabilities. I graduated high school in December, and I started volunteering at Children's Hospital Colorado. I love being at the hospital. I imagine there is a connection between my love of the hospital and my diagnosis of glutamic academia type 1, my physical disability and the time I have spend at Children's Hospital over the years. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but realized that the physical aspect of using your hands would be too hard for me. So, I have decided I want to be a social worker at a hospital, so that I can help families get resources they need to navigate the world of physical disability. When I was a child, I received many benefits as a result of resources available to children with disabilities. I received a bike from 2 Angels Foundation, I have medicaid through a waiver program and we have given back too, by donating my used mobility equipment to Kids Mobility Network. My life has been a little harder with a physical disability, but I also wouldn't change a thing. I am the person I am because of it. And now, I am fortunate enough to know exactly what I want to do when I grow up. I am still deciding which college I will go to, but I am hoping to go to California and be as independent as possible. I will pursue a degree in social work, or child development, with the greater goal of going to graduate school for a masters in social work.

When you think about a ham and cheese sandwich, nothing probably comes to mind other than lunch. However, when I think about a ham and cheese sandwich, I think about the day my life changed forever. I volunteered at Steamboat Adaptive Recreational Sports (STARS) for two and a half summers. I started working at STARS to gain new perspectives on the lives of cognitively impaired children, since I only have experience with physical disabilities. My job was to take care of the horses and lead the students on them. One day, I walked into the barn to find an 8-year-old boy with severe autism screaming at the other workers. He was refusing to get on the horse because it was not the same one he had ridden the previous day. While the other students were riding, I sat with him in the lunchroom, and, in the middle of his tantrum, he pulled out a ham and cheese sandwich. The trainers wanted him to get on a horse that I was very familiar with, as I took care of her for all the years I worked there. This was to my advantage: I knew she was the best horse. It took me 25 minutes—plus a whole ham and cheese sandwich—to calm him down, but I was the only worker who was able to convince him to get on her. When I watched him finally saddle up, I realized it was my destiny to work with children with disabilities. I graduated high school in December, and I started volunteering at Children's Hospital Colorado. I love being at the hospital. I imagine there is a connection between my love of the hospital and my diagnosis of glutamic academia type 1, my physical disability and the time I have spend at Children's Hospital over the years. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but realized that the physical aspect of using your hands would be too hard for me. So, I have decided I want to be a social worker at a hospital, so that I can help families get resources they need to navigate the world of physical disability. When I was a child, I received many benefits as a result of resources available to children with disabilities. I received a bike from 2 Angels Foundation, I have medicaid through a waiver program and we have given back too, by donating my used mobility equipment to Kids Mobility Network. I would also like try to find an equine center that does hippo therapy and volunteer there as well. I have been riding a horse since I was 2, so following my dream with horses and working with children, is also something I want to do. My life has been a little harder with a physical disability, but I also wouldn't change a thing. I am the person I am because of it. And now, I am fortunate enough to know exactly what I want to do when I grow up. I am still deciding which college I will go to, but I am hoping to go to California and be as independent as possible. I will pursue a degree in social work, or child development, with the greater goal of going to graduate school for a masters in social work.

Atypical is the for sure winner! I was born with a metabolic disorder, that has caused me to have some physical challenges. So, when I discovered Sam and Atypical - not only did I love the show, but I also felt as though I could relate in some ways. While my challenges are very different than Sam's - I can relate to having something that makes relating to the world a little harder. Something that makes making connections not as easy. I have difficulty walking, my speech is slightly slurred and I have difficulty using my hands. So, when I approach the world, some people talk to me like I am a dog, while another has started signing to me, and asked me if I am deaf. I try to let these things roll off my shoulder, just as Casey tries to teach Sam to do. But, sometimes this is easier said than done. But, when I do let it roll off, I also reminded myself that there are also very good people in the world, like Casey and Zahid. These characters make this show what it is because of the support they provide to Sam. I know that without my support system, I would not be able to survive with such joy, strength and determination. I have a best friend like Zahid, who simply doesn't make my disability a thing. Or, if she ever does, she laughs with me about it. My best friend has believed in me to be able to do all things. She has even said she wants to teach me to ride a bike and swim. Well, those things are not going to happen. But, there is so much love in her even asking, and even more laughter, as there is no way that I could do either. Ultimately, the best part of the show is the sheer hysteria of so many moments. Atypical is hilarious. And in my experience, there isn't a better way to approach life than with the humor and love that Atypical portrays. So, I can think of Sam, Casey and Zahid and think about how well of a job they do of making every day a better place by poling a little fun at things, and laughing a lot. It is the kind people, who know that differences do not define us. And it is these kind of people that make the world a better place.

When you think about a ham and cheese sandwich, nothing probably comes to mind other than lunch. However, when I think about a ham and cheese sandwich, I think about the day my life changed forever. I volunteered at Steamboat Adaptive Recreational Sports (STARS) for two and a half summers. I started working at STARS to gain new perspectives on the lives of cognitively impaired children, since I only have experience with physical disabilities. My job was to take care of the horses and lead the students on them. One day, I walked into the barn to find an 8-year-old boy with severe autism screaming at the other workers. He was refusing to get on the horse because it was not the same one he had ridden the previous day. While the other students were riding, I sat with him in the lunchroom, and, in the middle of his tantrum, he pulled out a ham and cheese sandwich. The trainers wanted him to get on a horse that I was very familiar with, as I took care of her for all the years I worked there. This was to my advantage: I knew she was the best horse. It took me 25 minutes—plus a whole ham and cheese sandwich—to calm him down, but I was the only worker who was able to convince him to get on her. When I watched him finally saddle up, I realized it was my destiny to work with children with disabilities. I graduated high school in December, and I started volunteering at Children's Hospital Colorado. I love being at the hospital. I imagine there is a connection between my love of the hospital and my diagnosis of glutamic academia type 1, my physical disability and the time I have spend at Children's Hospital over the years. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but realized that the physical aspect of using your hands would be too hard for me. So, I have decided I want to be a social worker at a hospital, so that I can help families get resources they need to navigate the world of physical disability. When I was a child, I received many benefits as a result of resources available to children with disabilities. I received a bike from 2 Angels Foundation, I have medicaid through a waiver program and we have given back too, by donating my used mobility equipment to Kids Mobility Network. My life has been a little harder with a physical disability, but I also wouldn't change a thing. I am the person I am because of it. And now, I am fortunate enough to know exactly what I want to do when I grow up. I am going to Santa Clara University where I am hoping to be as independent as possible. I will pursue a degree in child development, with the greater goal of going to graduate school for a masters in social work.

When you think about a ham and cheese sandwich, nothing probably comes to mind other than lunch. However, when I think about a ham and cheese sandwich, I think about the day my life changed forever. I volunteered at Steamboat Adaptive Recreational Sports (STARS) for two and a half summers. I started working at STARS to gain new perspectives on the lives of cognitively impaired children, since I only have experience with physical disabilities. My job was to take care of the horses and lead the students on them. One day, I walked into the barn to find an 8-year-old boy with severe autism screaming at the other workers. He was refusing to get on the horse because it was not the same one he had ridden the previous day. While the other students were riding, I sat with him in the lunchroom, and, in the middle of his tantrum, he pulled out a ham and cheese sandwich. The trainers wanted him to get on a horse that I was very familiar with, as I took care of her for all the years I worked there. This was to my advantage: I knew she was the best horse. It took me 25 minutes—plus a whole ham and cheese sandwich—to calm him down, but I was the only worker who was able to convince him to get on her. When I watched him finally saddle up, I realized it was my destiny to work with children with disabilities. I graduated high school in December, and I started volunteering at Children's Hospital Colorado. I love being at the hospital. I imagine there is a connection between my love of the hospital and my diagnosis of glutamic academia type 1, my physical disability and the time I have spend at Children's Hospital over the years. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but realized that the physical aspect of using your hands would be too hard for me. So, I have decided I want to be a social worker at a hospital, so that I can help families get resources they need to navigate the world of physical disability. When I was a child, I received many benefits as a result of resources available to children with disabilities. I received a bike from 2 Angels Foundation, I have medicaid through a waiver program and we have given back too, by donating my used mobility equipment to Kids Mobility Network. My life has been a little harder with a physical disability, but I also wouldn't change a thing. I am the person I am because of it. And now, I am fortunate enough to know exactly what I want to do when I grow up. I am still deciding which college I will go to, but I am hoping to go to California and be as independent as possible. I will pursue a degree in social work, or child development, with the greater goal of going to graduate school for a masters in social work.

When you think about a ham and cheese sandwich, nothing probably comes to mind other than lunch. However, when I think about a ham and cheese sandwich, I think about the day my life changed forever. I volunteered at Steamboat Adaptive Recreational Sports (STARS) for two and a half summers. I started working at STARS to gain new perspectives on the lives of cognitively impaired children, since I only have experience with physical disabilities. My job was to take care of the horses and lead the students on them. One day, I walked into the barn to find an 8-year-old boy with severe autism screaming at the other workers. He was refusing to get on the horse because it was not the same one he had ridden the previous day. While the other students were riding, I sat with him in the lunchroom, and, in the middle of his tantrum, he pulled out a ham and cheese sandwich. The trainers wanted him to get on a horse that I was very familiar with, as I took care of her for all the years I worked there. This was to my advantage: I knew she was the best horse. It took me 25 minutes—plus a whole ham and cheese sandwich—to calm him down, but I was the only worker who was able to convince him to get on her. When I watched him finally saddle up, I realized it was my destiny to work with children with disabilities. I graduated high school in December, and I started volunteering at Children's Hospital Colorado. I love being at the hospital. I imagine there is a connection between my love of the hospital and my diagnosis of glutamic academia type 1, my physical disability and the time I have spend at Children's Hospital over the years. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but realized that the physical aspect of using your hands would be too hard for me. So, I have decided I want to be a social worker at a hospital, so that I can help families get resources they need to navigate the world of physical disability. When I was a child, I received many benefits as a result of resources available to children with disabilities. I received a bike from 2 Angels Foundation, I have medicaid through a waiver program and we have given back too, by donating my used mobility equipment to Kids Mobility Network. My life has been a little harder with a physical disability, but I also wouldn't change a thing. I am the person I am because of it. And now, I am fortunate enough to know exactly what I want to do when I grow up. I am still deciding which college I will go to, but I am hoping to go to California and be as independent as possible. I will pursue a degree in social work, or child development, with the greater goal of going to graduate school for a masters in social work.

When you think about a ham and cheese sandwich, nothing probably comes to mind other than lunch. However, when I think about a ham and cheese sandwich, I think about the day my life changed forever. I volunteered at Steamboat Adaptive Recreational Sports (STARS) for two and a half summers. I started working at STARS to gain new perspectives on the lives of cognitively impaired children, since I only have experience with physical disabilities. My job was to take care of the horses and lead the students on them. One day, I walked into the barn to find an 8-year-old boy with severe autism screaming at the other workers. He was refusing to get on the horse because it was not the same one he had ridden the previous day. While the other students were riding, I sat with him in the lunchroom, and, in the middle of his tantrum, he pulled out a ham and cheese sandwich. The trainers wanted him to get on a horse that I was very familiar with, as I took care of her for all the years I worked there. This was to my advantage: I knew she was the best horse. It took me 25 minutes—plus a whole ham and cheese sandwich—to calm him down, but I was the only worker who was able to convince him to get on her. When I watched him finally saddle up, I realized it was my destiny to work with children with disabilities. I graduated high school in December, and I started volunteering at Children's Hospital Colorado. I love being at the hospital. I imagine there is a connection between my love of the hospital and my diagnosis of glutamic academia type 1, my physical disability and the time I have spend at Children's Hospital over the years. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but realized that the physical aspect of using your hands would be too hard for me. So, I have decided I want to be a social worker at a hospital, so that I can help families get resources they need to navigate the world of physical disability. When I was a child, I received many benefits as a result of resources available to children with disabilities. I received a bike from 2 Angels Foundation, I have medicaid through a waiver program and we have given back too, by donating my used mobility equipment to Kids Mobility Network. My life has been a little harder with a physical disability, but I also wouldn't change a thing. I am the person I am because of it. And now, I am fortunate enough to know exactly what I want to do when I grow up. I am still deciding which college I will go to, but I am hoping to go to California and be as independent as possible. I will pursue a degree in social work, or child development, with the greater goal of going to graduate school for a masters in social work.

When you think about a ham and cheese sandwich, nothing probably comes to mind other than lunch. However, when I think about a ham and cheese sandwich, I think about the day my life changed forever. I volunteered at Steamboat Adaptive Recreational Sports (STARS) for two and a half summers. I started working at STARS to gain new perspectives on the lives of cognitively impaired children, since I only have experience with physical disabilities. My job was to take care of the horses and lead the students on them. One day, I walked into the barn to find an 8-year-old boy with severe autism screaming at the other workers. He was refusing to get on the horse because it was not the same one he had ridden the previous day. While the other students were riding, I sat with him in the lunchroom, and, in the middle of his tantrum, he pulled out a ham and cheese sandwich. The trainers wanted him to get on a horse that I was very familiar with, as I took care of her for all the years I worked there. This was to my advantage: I knew she was the best horse. It took me 25 minutes—plus a whole ham and cheese sandwich—to calm him down, but I was the only worker who was able to convince him to get on her. When I watched him finally saddle up, I realized it was my destiny to work with children with disabilities. I graduated high school in December, and I started volunteering at Children's Hospital Colorado. I love being at the hospital. I imagine there is a connection between my love of the hospital and my diagnosis of glutamic academia type 1, my physical disability and the time I have spend at Children's Hospital over the years. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but realized that the physical aspect of using your hands would be too hard for me. So, I have decided I want to be a social worker at a hospital, so that I can help families get resources they need to navigate the world of physical disability. When I was a child, I received many benefits as a result of resources available to children with disabilities. I received a bike from 2 Angels Foundation, I have medicaid through a waiver program and we have given back too, by donating my used mobility equipment to Kids Mobility Network. My life has been a little harder with a physical disability, but I also wouldn't change a thing. I am the person I am because of it. And now, I am fortunate enough to know exactly what I want to do when I grow up. I am still deciding which college I will go to, but I am hoping to go to California and be as independent as possible. I will pursue a degree in social work, or child development, with the greater goal of going to graduate school for a masters in social work.

When you think about a ham and cheese sandwich, nothing probably comes to mind other than lunch. However, when I think about a ham and cheese sandwich, I think about the day my life changed forever. I worked at Steamboat Adaptive Recreational Sports (STARS) for two and a half summers. I started working at STARS to gain new perspectives on the lives of cognitively impaired children, since I only have experience with physical disabilities. My job was to take care of the horses and lead the students on them. One day, I walked into the barn to find an 8-year-old boy with severe autism screaming at the other workers. He was refusing to get on the horse because it was not the same one he had ridden the previous day. While the other students were riding, I sat with him in the lunchroom, and, in the middle of his tantrum, he pulled out a ham and cheese sandwich. The trainers wanted him to get on a horse that I was very familiar with, as I took care of her for all the years I worked there. This was to my advantage: I knew she was the best horse. It took me 25 minutes—plus a whole ham and cheese sandwich—to calm him down, but I was the only worker who was able to convince him to get on her. When I watched him finally saddle up, I realized it was my destiny to work with children with disabilities. I graduated high school in December, and I started volunteering at Children's Hospital Colorado. I love being at the hospital. I imagine there is a connection between my love of the hospital and my diagnosis of glutamic academia type 1, my physical disability and the time I have spend at Children's Hospital over the years. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but realized that the physical aspect of using your hands would be too hard for me. So, I have decided I want to be a social worker at a hospital, so that I can help families get resources they need to navigate the world of physical disability. When I was a child, I received many benefits as a result of resources available to children with disabilities. I received a bike from 2 Angels Foundation, I have medicaid through a waiver program and we have given back too, by donating my used mobility equipment to Kids Mobility Network. My life has been a little harder with a physical disability, but I also wouldn't change a thing. I am the person I am because of it. And now, I am fortunate enough to know exactly what I want to do when I grow up. I am still deciding which college I will go to, but I am hoping to go to California and be as independent as possible. I will pursue a degree in social work, or child development, with the greater goal of going to graduate school for a masters in social work.

When you think about a ham and cheese sandwich, nothing probably comes to mind other than lunch. However, when I think about a ham and cheese sandwich, I think about the day my life changed forever. I worked at Steamboat Adaptive Recreational Sports (STARS) for two and a half summers. I started working at STARS to gain new perspectives on the lives of cognitively impaired children, since I only have experience with physical disabilities. My job was to take care of the horses and lead the students on them. One day, I walked into the barn to find an 8-year-old boy with severe autism screaming at the other workers. He was refusing to get on the horse because it was not the same one he had ridden the previous day. While the other students were riding, I sat with him in the lunchroom, and, in the middle of his tantrum, he pulled out a ham and cheese sandwich. The trainers wanted him to get on a horse that I was very familiar with, as I took care of her for all the years I worked there. This was to my advantage: I knew she was the best horse. It took me 25 minutes—plus a whole ham and cheese sandwich—to calm him down, but I was the only worker who was able to convince him to get on her. When I watched this kid finally saddle up, I realized it was my destiny to work with children with disabilities. I was born with a Metabolic Disorder called Glutaric Academia Type 1 (GA1). I was the first Colorado baby to be caught at newborn screening in 2006. This caused me to have a physical disability and dystonia. These have made walking and talking a little harder and the use of my hands a little challenging. At 17, as I reflect on this, I realize how much my family has done for me to help me get all the resources possible, for me to have a wonderful life, despite my GA1. When I was working at STARS, I saw a connection to my own life. I want to help children have as fortunate life as I have had. So, I came up with the idea of being a social worker at a Children's Hospital when I 'grow up'. I want to help share information with families, much like what happened with me and my own family and situation, to give them ideas of programs to access, to help their lives be a little easier. I have done hippo therapy since I was 2. I got a recumbent bike from 2 Angels Foundation when I was 5. We donated back our own equipment, to Kids Mobility Network. I have Medicaid, through a waiver program, and have had a nurse visit and check on me every 2 months. The list goes on. Now, at 17 and a half, I am volunteering at Children's Hospital Colorado to learn more about working at a hospital. I have also applied to colleges that can help me achieve my goal of being a social worker. I feel so blessed for so many reasons. I was born to be exactly who I am. I was born to my family. I have been given so many resources, which has in turn helped me know that I can do anything I put my mind to. And last but not least, I am blessed that I will be able to do something in my life, to give back to others, what I have been given - a chance at an even better life.

I love learning. I know what you are probably thinking; a teenager who admits to love learning? Well, it's true, school is one of the most important constants in my life. The most beautiful aspect of school as you get older, is that you have hundreds of opportunities to learn about what you are passionate about. My sophomore year of high school I was placed in Anatomy/Physiology Honors 1. I was the first underclassman to take this course because normally underclassmen who are interested in taking anatomy take the course as a standard level. My high school counselor pushed me into taking the honors level. This was no doubt the most challenging class that I have ever taken, but in the end it was the most rewarding. Anatomy honors helped me realize that the hospital is where I want to learn. Currently, I am an early graduate from Steamboat Springs High School. After I graduated, I was excited to learn by doing. I have been volunteering at Childrens Hospital 12 hours per week, since I graduated. I hope to get a bachelor degree in social work so that I can become a social worker in the hospital. This degree will allow me to change the lives of families who were recently diagnosed with a child with special needs. Growing up I loved learning about the rare metabolic disorder that I have. I was the first Colorado baby to be identified at newborn screen, with Glutamic Academia Type 1 (GA1). I was born 2 weeks after this screening started. So, I was lucky to have been caught with my GA1, so that my parents could help me be as normal as I could, trying to help prevent brain damage during stages of brain development (0-5 years old). Unfortunately, because GA1 is so rare, I still suffered mild damage, that caused me to have a mild physical disability, slurred speech and dystonia. Growing up with GA1 has been hard. And I have had a lot of questions over the years. But, everyday, I find the answers to my questions through myself, my own journey, my experiences, friends, nurses, doctors, teachers and everyday people. I feel so grateful for what I can do and for how I have come to be who I am. When I grow up , I am excited to be a social worker to help families navigate this world. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but I realized that this would be too hard for me physically. So, I figured out that a social worker would be the next best thing - I can still be in the hospital and help patients find the resources that they need to be as successful as I have been!

I love learning. I know what you are probably thinking; a teenager who admits to love learning? Well, it's true, school is one of the most important constants in my life. The most beautiful aspect of school as you get older, is that you have hundreds of opportunities to learn about what you are passionate about. My sophomore year of high school I was placed in Anatomy/Physiology Honors 1. I was the first underclassman to take this course because normally underclassmen who are interested in taking anatomy take the course as a standard level. My high school counselor pushed me into taking the honors level. This was no doubt the most challenging class that I have ever taken, but in the end it was the most rewarding. Anatomy honors helped me realize that the hospital is where I want to learn. Currently, I am an early graduate from Steamboat Springs High School. After I graduated, I was excited to learn by doing. I have been volunteering at Childrens Hospital 12 hours per week, since I graduated. I hope to get a bachelor degree in social work so that I can become a social worker in the hospital. This degree will allow me to change the lives of families who were recently diagnosed with a child with special needs. Growing up I loved learning about the rare metabolic disorder that I have. I was the first Colorado baby to be identified at newborn screen, with Glutamic Academia Type 1 (GA1). I was born 2 weeks after this screening started. So, I was lucky to have been caught with my GA1, so that my parents could help me be as normal as I could, trying to help prevent brain damage during stages of brain development (0-5 years old). Unfortunately, because GA1 is so rare, I still suffered mild damage, that caused me to have a mild physical disability, slurred speech and dystonia. Growing up with GA1 has been hard. And I have had a lot of questions over the years. But, everyday, I find the answers to my questions through myself, my own journey, my experiences, friends, nurses, doctors, teachers and everyday people. I feel so grateful for what I can do and for how I have come to be who I am. When I grow up , I am excited to be a social worker to help families navigate this world. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but I realized that this would be too hard for me physically. So, I figured out that a social worker would be the next best thing - I can still be in the hospital and help patients find the resources that they need to be as successful as I have been!

I love learning. I know what you are probably thinking; a teenager who admits to love learning? Well, it's true, school is one of the most important constants in my life. The most beautiful aspect of school as you get older, is that you have hundreds of opportunities to learn about what you are passionate about. My sophomore year of high school I was placed in Anatomy/Physiology Honors 1. I was the first underclassman to take this course because normally underclassmen who are interested in taking anatomy take the course as a standard level. My high school counselor pushed me into taking the honors level. This was no doubt the most challenging class that I have ever taken, but in the end it was the most rewarding. Anatomy honors helped me realize that the hospital is where I want to learn. Currently, I am an early graduate from Steamboat Springs High School. After I graduated, I was excited to learn by doing. I have been volunteering at Childrens Hospital 12 hours per week, since I graduated. I hope to get a bachelor degree in social work so that I can become a social worker in the hospital. This degree will allow me to change the lives of families who were recently diagnosed with a child with special needs. Growing up I loved learning about the rare metabolic disorder that I have. I was the first Colorado baby to be identified at newborn screen, with Glutamic Academia Type 1 (GA1). I was born 2 weeks after this screening started. So, I was lucky to have been caught with my GA1, so that my parents could help me be as normal as I could, trying to help prevent brain damage during stages of brain development (0-5 years old). Unfortunately, because GA1 is so rare, I still suffered mild damage, that caused me to have a mild physical disability, slurred speech and dystonia. Growing up with GA1 has been hard. And I have had a lot of questions over the years. But, everyday, I find the answers to my questions through myself, my own journey, my experiences, friends, nurses, doctors, teachers and everyday people. I feel so grateful for what I can do and for how I have come to be who I am. When I grow up , I am excited to be a social worker to help families navigate this world. I wanted to be a bedside nurse, but I realized that this would be too hard for me physically. So, I figured out that a social worker would be the next best thing - I can still be in the hospital and help patients find the resources that they need to be as successful as I have been!