Dr. Seuss said, “You never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” How many moments can I have experienced so far in my 17 years that could become a memory? August of 2020, right smack in the middle of COVID and days before my freshman year of high school my dad passed away very unexpectedly. This man with a larger than life presence left my sisters and me way too early and without any type of goodbye. My dad was first a teacher and then an administrator working with low income students in poverty stricken areas. He believed that the role of a child was to first be a child, and that his role was to provide that child with every opportunity to be successful. Many of the students that he worked with were hungry or homeless, but this was not something that they could control. My dad played many roles for his students. I remember one time walking through New York City with my family and a young man from the FDNY came up to us. He was a former student of my dad’s. He hugged my dad and told him he was the reason why he was so successful. At my dad’s wake, two girls came to pay their respects, taking an 84-minute Metro North train to “the country.”. They were completely devastated when they heard the news of his passing. It took me time to realize that there are so many stories like this. Whether it was an introduction to a college for a job interview or allowing a young adult to sleep on our couch, family, friends and even strangers will attribute their life’s success to whatever gesture my dad made for them, no matter how big or small. My dad wanted to lessen the challenges that young adults faced, especially when they were trying to better themselves. My mother told me teaching was his vocation. I had no idea what this work meant except for when I heard the priest talk about it at church. But my dad was neither a priest nor did he work in a church. Fast forward almost three years and I now feel like I understand the meaning of the word “vocation.” I’ve found my occupation by working with little children in many different capacities-I volunteer at my dance studio as a teacher's assistant and work part time at an indoor pool teaching beginner swim lessons. It is now my turn to be the role model and the teacher. I want to play the role of the helper. Upon careful reflection, I see that this is how I live my life everyday. I am constantly helping my mom with many of the responsibilities of running a single-parent household with four dependents. I am always volunteering when I can be of a greater need. This past summer, I was able to experiment with many different points of entry into working with pediatrics. I taught survival swim lessons to my community where the water plays a large and important role. I was able to watch these young children learn and grow, be brave, and overcome challenges. Isn’t that what life is about? I want to become a nurse to focus on individuals, families, and the community that surrounds me. Working to help others, especially those young children in need, has started to become my vocation, and I know that I will feel the same sense of completeness when I become a nurse. All in the hopes of making my dad proud.

Dr. Seuss said, “You never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” How many moments can I have experienced so far in my 17 years that could become a memory? August of 2020, right smack in the middle of COVID and days before my freshman year of high school my dad passed away very unexpectedly. This man with a larger than life presence left my sisters and me way too early and without any type of goodbye. My dad was first a teacher and then an administrator working with low income students in poverty stricken areas. He believed that the role of a child was to first be a child, and that his role was to provide that child with every opportunity to be successful. Many of the students that he worked with were hungry or homeless, but this was not something that they could control. My dad played many roles for his students. I remember one time walking through New York City with my family and a young man from the FDNY came up to us. He was a former student of my dad’s. He hugged my dad and told him he was the reason why he was so successful. At my dad’s wake, two girls came to pay their respects, taking an 84-minute Metro North train to “the country.”. They were completely devastated when they heard the news of his passing. It took me time to realize that there are so many stories like this. Whether it was an introduction to a college for a job interview or allowing a young adult to sleep on our couch, family, friends and even strangers will attribute their life’s success to whatever gesture my dad made for them, no matter how big or small. My dad wanted to lessen the challenges that young adults faced, especially when they were trying to better themselves. My mother told me teaching was his vocation. I had no idea what this work meant except for when I heard the priest talk about it at church. But my dad was neither a priest nor did he work in a church. Fast forward almost three years and I now feel like I understand the meaning of the word “vocation.” I’ve found my occupation by working with little children in many different capacities-I volunteer at my dance studio as a teacher's assistant and work part time at an indoor pool teaching beginner swim lessons. It is now my turn to be the role model and the teacher. I want to play the role of the helper. Upon careful reflection, I see that this is how I live my life everyday. I am constantly helping my mom with many of the responsibilities of running a single-parent household with four dependents. I am always volunteering when I can be of a greater need. This past summer, I was able to experiment with many different points of entry into working with pediatrics. I taught survival swim lessons to my community where the water plays a large and important role. I was able to watch these young children learn and grow, be brave, and overcome challenges. Isn’t that what life is about? I want to become a nurse to focus on individuals, families, and the community that surrounds me. Working to help others, especially those young children in need, has started to become my vocation, and I know that I will feel the same sense of completeness when I become a nurse. All in the hopes of making my dad proud.

Dr. Seuss said, “You never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” How many moments can I have experienced so far in my 17 years that could become a memory? August of 2020, right smack in the middle of COVID and days before my freshman year of high school my dad passed away very unexpectedly. This man with a larger than life presence left my sisters and me way too early and without any type of goodbye. My dad was first a teacher and then an administrator working with low income students in poverty stricken areas. He believed that the role of a child was to first be a child, and that his role was to provide that child with every opportunity to be successful. Many of the students that he worked with were hungry or homeless, but this was not something that they could control. My dad played many roles for his students. I remember one time walking through New York City with my family and a young man from the FDNY came up to us. He was a former student of my dad’s. He hugged my dad and told him he was the reason why he was so successful. At my dad’s wake, two girls came to pay their respects, taking an 84-minute Metro North train to “the country.”. They were completely devastated when they heard the news of his passing. It took me time to realize that there are so many stories like this. Whether it was an introduction to a college for a job interview or allowing a young adult to sleep on our couch, family, friends and even strangers will attribute their life’s success to whatever gesture my dad made for them, no matter how big or small. My dad wanted to lessen the challenges that young adults faced, especially when they were trying to better themselves. My mother told me teaching was his vocation. I had no idea what this work meant except for when I heard the priest talk about it at church. But my dad was neither a priest nor did he work in a church. Fast forward almost three years and I now feel like I understand the meaning of the word “vocation.” I’ve found my occupation by working with little children in many different capacities-I volunteer at my dance studio as a teacher's assistant and work part time at an indoor pool teaching beginner swim lessons. It is now my turn to be the role model and the teacher. I want to play the role of the helper. Upon careful reflection, I see that this is how I live my life everyday. I am constantly helping my mom with many of the responsibilities of running a single-parent household with four dependents. I am always volunteering when I can be of a greater need. This past summer, I was able to experiment with many different points of entry into working with pediatrics. I taught survival swim lessons to my community where the water plays a large and important role. I was able to watch these young children learn and grow, be brave, and overcome challenges. Isn’t that what life is about? I want to become a nurse to focus on individuals, families, and the community that surrounds me. Working to help others, especially those young children in need, has started to become my vocation, and I know that I will feel the same sense of completeness when I become a nurse. All in the hopes of making my dad proud.

I aspire to be a nurse who is driven by my profound compassion, unwavering helpfulness, boundless enthusiasm and deep love for children. My heart swells with empathy and I find immense fulfillment in alleviating others’ pain and suffering. Being around kids every day at work, I witness the purest expressions of joy, which fuel my enthusiasm and inspire me to create a positive impact in their lives. I am drawn to nursing because it allows me to channel my compassion into tangible care, offering solace and healing to those in need. Every smile I bring to a child’s face reinforces my commitment to nursing, a vocation that intertwines my innate qualities with a purposeful mission of nurturing and healing. I currently experience this through my teaching both at a swim school and a dance school. I find the most vulnerable children and work through their fears while empowering them is something I would have never thought I would be able to achieve at my age. I also come from a long line of nurses. My great-grandmother was a nurse during World War 2. I grew up listening to her tell stories about caring for soldiers as they were returning home. My grandmother is a nurse who is always looking to teach others about the wonderful things nurses do. She has had an extensive career which has included running nursing schools. Even though she is currently semi-retired, she continues to work assisting nursing schools with specific needs. My determination and commitment stems from the life lessons taught by my parents. After the sudden and tragic death of my father, I have increased the empathy I show to those around me. Upon first meeting me, you would never know my story. This is how I plan to work with my future patients. I firmly believe that everyone should be treated equally no matter who or where they are. I believe that just like my great-grandmother, grandmother and father, I have found my vocation in nursing. I am hoping to have a career that will afford me many opportunities to share my with others. Being a nurse will let me do more than just give medicine, it will connect me to people and make a real difference in their lives. That human element, making small differences day-to-day and helping people – all of that is deeply connected to who I am, who I want to be, and to nursing. Nursing and I are a perfect fit.

I aspire to be a nurse who is driven by my profound compassion, unwavering helpfulness, boundless enthusiasm and deep love for children. My heart swells with empathy and I find immense fulfillment in alleviating others’ pain and suffering. Being around kids every day at work, I witness the purest expressions of joy, which fuel my enthusiasm and inspire me to create a positive impact in their lives. I am drawn to nursing because it allows me to channel my compassion into tangible care, offering solace and healing to those in need. Every smile I bring to a child’s face reinforces my commitment to nursing, a vocation that intertwines my innate qualities with a purposeful mission of nurturing and healing. I currently experience this through my teaching both at a swim school and a dance school. I find the most vulnerable children and work through their fears while empowering them is something I would have never thought I would be able to achieve at my age. I also come from a long line of nurses. My great-grandmother was a nurse during World War 2. I grew up listening to her tell stories about caring for soldiers as they were returning home. My grandmother is a nurse who is always looking to teach others about the wonderful things nurses do. She has had an extensive career which has included running nursing schools. Even though she is currently semi-retired, she continues to work assisting nursing schools with specific needs. My determination and commitment stems from the life lessons taught by my parents. After the sudden and tragic death of my father, I have increased the empathy I show to those around me. Upon first meeting me, you would never know my story. This is how I plan to work with my future patients. I firmly believe that everyone should be treated equally no matter who or where they are. I believe that just like my great-grandmother, grandmother and father, I have found my vocation in nursing. I am hoping to have a career that will afford me many opportunities to share my with others. Being a nurse will let me do more than just give medicine, it will connect me to people and make a real difference in their lives. That human element, making small differences day-to-day and helping people – all of that is deeply connected to who I am, who I want to be, and to nursing. Nursing and I are a perfect fit.

I aspire to be a nurse who is driven by my profound compassion, unwavering helpfulness, boundless enthusiasm and deep love for children. My heart swells with empathy and I find immense fulfillment in alleviating others’ pain and suffering. Being around kids every day at work, I witness the purest expressions of joy, which fuel my enthusiasm and inspire me to create a positive impact in their lives. I am drawn to nursing because it allows me to channel my compassion into tangible care, offering solace and healing to those in need. Every smile I bring to a child’s face reinforces my commitment to nursing, a vocation that intertwines my innate qualities with a purposeful mission of nurturing and healing. I currently experience this through my teaching both at a swim school and a dance school. I find the most vulnerable children and work through their fears while empowering them is something I would have never thought I would be able to achieve at my age. I also come from a long line of nurses. My great-grandmother was a nurse during World War 2. I grew up listening to her tell stories about caring for soldiers as they were returning home. My grandmother is a nurse who is always looking to teach others about the wonderful things nurses do. She has had an extensive career which has included running nursing schools. Even though she is currently semi-retired, she continues to work assisting nursing schools with specific needs. My determination and commitment stems from the life lessons taught by my parents. After the sudden and tragic death of my father, I have increased the empathy I show to those around me. Upon first meeting me, you would never know my story. This is how I plan to work with my future patients. I firmly believe that everyone should be treated equally no matter who or where they are. I believe that just like my great-grandmother, grandmother and father, I have found my vocation in nursing. I am hoping to have a career that will afford me many opportunities to share my with others. Being a nurse will let me do more than just give medicine, it will connect me to people and make a real difference in their lives. That human element, making small differences day-to-day and helping people – all of that is deeply connected to who I am, who I want to be, and to nursing. Nursing and I are a perfect fit.

I aspire to be a nurse who is driven by my profound compassion, unwavering helpfulness, boundless enthusiasm and deep love for children. My heart swells with empathy and I find immense fulfillment in alleviating others’ pain and suffering. Being around kids every day at work, I witness the purest expressions of joy, which fuel my enthusiasm and inspire me to create a positive impact in their lives. I am drawn to nursing because it allows me to channel my compassion into tangible care, offering solace and healing to those in need. Every smile I bring to a child’s face reinforces my commitment to nursing, a vocation that intertwines my innate qualities with a purposeful mission of nurturing and healing. I currently experience this through my teaching both at a swim school and a dance school. I find the most vulnerable children and work through their fears while empowering them is something I would have never thought I would be able to achieve at my age. I also come from a long line of nurses. My great-grandmother was a nurse during World War 2. I grew up listening to her tell stories about caring for soldiers as they were returning home. My grandmother is a nurse who is always looking to teach others about the wonderful things nurses do. She has had an extensive career which has included running nursing schools. Even though she is currently semi-retired, she continues to work assisting nursing schools with specific needs. My determination and commitment stems from the life lessons taught by my parents. After the sudden and tragic death of my father, I have increased the empathy I show to those around me. Upon first meeting me, you would never know my story. This is how I plan to work with my future patients. I firmly believe that everyone should be treated equally no matter who or where they are. I believe that just like my great-grandmother, grandmother and father, I have found my vocation in nursing. I am hoping to have a career that will afford me many opportunities to share my with others. Being a nurse will let me do more than just give medicine, it will connect me to people and make a real difference in their lives. That human element, making small differences day-to-day and helping people – all of that is deeply connected to who I am, who I want to be, and to nursing. Nursing and I are a perfect fit.

Dr. Seuss said, “You never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” How many moments can I have experienced so far in my 17 years that could become a memory? August of 2020, right smack in the middle of COVID and days before my freshman year of high school my dad passed away very unexpectedly. This man with a larger than life presence left my sisters and me way too early and without any type of goodbye. My dad was first a teacher and then an administrator working with low income students in poverty stricken areas. He believed that the role of a child was to first be a child, and that his role was to provide that child with every opportunity to be successful. Many of the students that he worked with were hungry or homeless, but this was not something that they could control. My dad played many roles for his students. I remember one time walking through New York City with my family and a young man from the FDNY came up to us. He was a former student of my dad’s. He hugged my dad and told him he was the reason why he was so successful. They took a picture, my dad wished him good luck, and they hugged again. At my dad’s wake, two girls came to pay their respects, taking an 84-minute Metro North train to “the country.” They told me and my sisters that my dad was the greatest teacher they ever had. They were completely devastated when they heard the news of his passing. It took me time to realize that there are so many stories like this. Whether it was an introduction to a college for a job interview or allowing a young adult to sleep on our couch, family, friends and even strangers will attribute their life’s success to whatever gesture my dad made for them, no matter how big or small. My dad wanted to lessen the challenges that young adults faced, especially when they were trying to better themselves. My mother told me teaching was his vocation. I had no idea what this work meant except for when I heard the priest talk about it at church. But my dad was neither a priest nor did he work in a church. I had no idea what my mom was talking about. It was only when I was behaving in a way that I thought was natural did it occur to me that I was having a calling to work with children. Fast forward almost three years and I now feel like I understand the meaning of the word “vocation.” I’ve found my occupation by working with little children in many different capacities-I volunteer at my dance studio as a teacher's assistant and work part time at an indoor pool teaching beginner swim lessons. It is now my turn to be the role model and the teacher. I want to play the role of the helper. Upon careful reflection, I see that this is how I live my life everyday. I am constantly helping my mom with many of the responsibilities of running a single-parent household with four dependents. I am always volunteering when I can be of a greater need. This past summer, I was able to experiment with many different points of entry into working with pediatrics. I taught survival swim lessons to my community where the water plays a large and important role. I was able to watch these young children learn and grow, be brave, and overcome challenges. Isn’t that what life is about? I want to become a nurse to focus on individuals, families, and the community that surrounds me. Working to help others, especially those young children in need, has started to become my vocation, and I know that I will feel the same sense of completeness when I become a nurse. All in the hopes of making my dad proud.

I didn't ask to be singe parent. I didn't ever plan on being one. I thought I was going to always have the happily ever after. I mean the way I met my husband was like a fairy tale. But one day that was all ripped from me. I kept telling the kids what I thought was best in order to protect them, until I could not longer do that. I remember throwing up before I had to wake them up and tell them that daddy died. I told them that I wanted them to keep their eyes open and pay attention. Make sure that they were taking notice as to who was around, what people were saying, what people were doing. Telling them that this is empathy. You cannot teach people how to be empathetic by saying only by watching what others do. I knew I had to be a good example because I had no other choice. I was now the only parent. Of course, there was the alternative, which was to fall down and completely loose my mind. Not get out of bed, loose my job, loose the house. What would that have shown four young girls; that we need a man to make sure that we are taken care of. Instead, I got up every day, even when I didn't want to. I forgave myself. I set small goals like empty the dish washer, do a load of laundry, even go out. Slowly I got better. Day by day, the girls gave me the determination to make things better. I learned to fix things in the house. I made rooms we no longer sat in look different so we felt less sad sitting in them. I started to cook dinners again. We were slowly starting to smile again, there was laughter back in the house. And then something happened that I couldn't imagine in my wildest dreams. I was given an opportunity to accept a job that was minutes from home in stead of hours from home. This would be life changing. I would feel like I was actually 100% human again. But with this job would take a significant decrease in my salary. We sat down to have a family meeting. The children told me that they would rather starve then have me commute hours and not me with them. This is exactly when I knew that all this time they were paying attention. I was painting a good example for my children.

I aspire to be a nurse who is driven by my profound compassion, unwavering helpfulness, boundless enthusiasm and deep love for children. My heart swells with empathy and I find immense fulfillment in alleviating others’ pain and suffering. Being around kids every day at work, I witness the purest expressions of joy, which fuel my enthusiasm and inspire me to create a positive impact in their lives. I am drawn to nursing because it allows me to channel my compassion into tangible care, offering solace and healing to those in need. Every smile I bring to a child’s face reinforces my commitment to nursing, a vocation that intertwines my innate qualities with a purposeful mission of nurturing and healing. I currently experience this through my teaching both at a swim school and a dance school. I find the most vulnerable children and work through their fears while empowering them is something I would have never thought I would be able to achieve at my age. I also come from a long line of nurses. My great-grandmother was a nurse during World War 2. I grew up listening to her tell stories about caring for soldiers as they were returning home. My grandmother is a nurse who is always looking to teach others about the wonderful things nurses do. She has had an extensive career which has included running nursing schools. Even though she is currently semi-retired, she continues to work assisting nursing schools with specific needs. My determination and commitment stems from the life lessons taught by my parents. After the sudden and tragic death of my father, I have increased the empathy I show to those around me. Upon first meeting me, you would never know my story. This is how I plan to work with my future patients. I firmly believe that everyone should be treated equally no matter who or where they are. I believe that just like my great-grandmother, grandmother and father, I have found my vocation in nursing. I am hoping to have a career that will afford me many opportunities to share my with others. Being a nurse will let me do more than just give medicine, it will connect me to people and make a real difference in their lives. That human element, making small differences day-to-day and helping people – all of that is deeply connected to who I am, who I want to be, and to nursing. Nursing and I are a perfect fit.

I aspire to be a nurse who is driven by my profound compassion, unwavering helpfulness, boundless enthusiasm and deep love for children. My heart swells with empathy and I find immense fulfillment in alleviating others’ pain and suffering. Being around kids every day at work, I witness the purest expressions of joy, which fuel my enthusiasm and inspire me to create a positive impact in their lives. I am drawn to nursing because it allows me to channel my compassion into tangible care, offering solace and healing to those in need. Every smile I bring to a child’s face reinforces my commitment to nursing, a vocation that intertwines my innate qualities with a purposeful mission of nurturing and healing. I currently experience this through my teaching both at a swim school and a dance school. I find the most vulnerable children and work through their fears while empowering them is something I would have never thought I would be able to achieve at my age. I also come from a long line of nurses. My great-grandmother was a nurse during World War 2. I grew up listening to her tell stories about caring for soldiers as they were returning home. My grandmother is a nurse who is always looking to teach others about the wonderful things nurses do. She has had an extensive career which has included running nursing schools. Even though she is currently semi-retired, she continues to work assisting nursing schools with specific needs. My determination and commitment stems from the life lessons taught by my parents. After the sudden and tragic death of my father, I have increased the empathy I show to those around me. Upon first meeting me, you would never know my story. This is how I plan to work with my future patients. I firmly believe that everyone should be treated equally no matter who or where they are. I believe that just like my great-grandmother, grandmother and father, I have found my vocation in nursing. I am hoping to have a career that will afford me many opportunities to share my with others. Being a nurse will let me do more than just give medicine, it will connect me to people and make a real difference in their lives. That human element, making small differences day-to-day and helping people – all of that is deeply connected to who I am, who I want to be, and to nursing. Nursing and I are a perfect fit.

I aspire to be a nurse who is driven by my profound compassion, unwavering helpfulness, boundless enthusiasm and deep love for children. My heart swells with empathy and I find immense fulfillment in alleviating others’ pain and suffering. Being around kids every day at work, I witness the purest expressions of joy, which fuel my enthusiasm and inspire me to create a positive impact in their lives. I am drawn to nursing because it allows me to channel my compassion into tangible care, offering solace and healing to those in need. Every smile I bring to a child’s face reinforces my commitment to nursing, a vocation that intertwines my innate qualities with a purposeful mission of nurturing and healing. I currently experience this through my teaching both at a swim school and a dance school. I find the most vulnerable children and work through their fears while empowering them is something I would have never thought I would be able to achieve at my age. I also come from a long line of nurses. My great-grandmother was a nurse during World War 2. I grew up listening to her tell stories about caring for soldiers as they were returning home. My grandmother is a nurse who is always looking to teach others about the wonderful things nurses do. She has had an extensive career which has included running nursing schools. Even though she is currently semi-retired, she continues to work assisting nursing schools with specific needs. My determination and commitment stems from the life lessons taught by my parents. After the sudden and tragic death of my father, I have increased the empathy I show to those around me. Upon first meeting me, you would never know my story. This is how I plan to work with my future patients. I firmly believe that everyone should be treated equally no matter who or where they are. I believe that just like my great-grandmother, grandmother and father, I have found my vocation in nursing. I am hoping to have a career that will afford me many opportunities to share my with others. Being a nurse will let me do more than just give medicine, it will connect me to people and make a real difference in their lives. That human element, making small differences day-to-day and helping people – all of that is deeply connected to who I am, who I want to be, and to nursing. Nursing and I are a perfect fit.

I aspire to be a nurse who is driven by my profound compassion, unwavering helpfulness, boundless enthusiasm and deep love for children. My heart swells with empathy and I find immense fulfillment in alleviating others’ pain and suffering. Being around kids every day at work, I witness the purest expressions of joy, which fuel my enthusiasm and inspire me to create a positive impact in their lives. I am drawn to nursing because it allows me to channel my compassion into tangible care, offering solace and healing to those in need. Every smile I bring to a child’s face reinforces my commitment to nursing, a vocation that intertwines my innate qualities with a purposeful mission of nurturing and healing. I currently experience this through my teaching both at a swim school and a dance school. I find the most vulnerable children and work through their fears while empowering them is something I would have never thought I would be able to achieve at my age. I also come from a long line of nurses. My great-grandmother was a nurse during World War 2. I grew up listening to her tell stories about caring for soldiers as they were returning home. My grandmother is a nurse who is always looking to teach others about the wonderful things nurses do. She has had an extensive career which has included running nursing schools. Even though she is currently semi-retired, she continues to work assisting nursing schools with specific needs. My determination and commitment stems from the life lessons taught by my parents. After the sudden and tragic death of my father, I have increased the empathy I show to those around me. Upon first meeting me, you would never know my story. This is how I plan to work with my future patients. I firmly believe that everyone should be treated equally no matter who or where they are. I believe that just like my great-grandmother, grandmother and father, I have found my vocation in nursing. I am hoping to have a career that will afford me many opportunities to share my with others. Being a nurse will let me do more than just give medicine, it will connect me to people and make a real difference in their lives. That human element, making small differences day-to-day and helping people – all of that is deeply connected to who I am, who I want to be, and to nursing. Nursing and I are a perfect fit.