It was a sunny afternoon at Henry Ford Hospital, where I was picking my mom up after just having eye surgery. I waited for her in front of the elevators where I witnessed a woman asking people if they could buy her food. Many people instantly told her, “sorry, I don’t have any money” and walked away in a rush. After a few minutes, she sat down next to me and begged for food. Fighting the tears in my eyes, I agreed to buy her a meal. We walked to the Subway restaurant in the hospital together and I told her to get whatever she wanted. It was truly heartbreaking to see someone struggle in a way that I never have right before my eyes; a grown woman asking an 18-year-old girl for food. My whole life, I have been privileged enough to have a meal whenever I was hungry, a bed to sleep on, a roof over my head, and clothes to wear. If I could do what I love most for the rest of my life (and had the money for it, of course), I would honestly try to stop world hunger. We often take for granted the things that are at our fingertips everyday. It would be such a great pleasure for me to travel the world and help those in need.