From a very young age, I always knew that I wanted a career close to people. My goal as a child was to help people in any way I could. I originally wanted to become a teacher, but after working in a daycare for six years, the idea of ​​teaching wore me out. Around high school age, I thought nursing was the second best career for me to have personal interactions with the community in a way that I could make a difference. There are two things in my life that really determined my path to becoming a nurse. When I was a freshman in high school, I was rushed to the hospital with dangerously low oxygen levels. I was so close to death, but the nurses worked so hard to encourage and empathize with me and my parents throughout the two weeks I was there. Second, last year on September 11, my father was rushed to the hospital, but the doctors and nurses could not save him. It wasn't the doctors who had a shoulder to cry on or an empathetic comment, it was the nurses. I decided I wanted to become the person who uplifts in times of joy and comforts in times of distress.