The question of what I love most has a simple answer: people. I love to be around people, I love to help people, and I love to take care of people. This would explain my current position as a caregiver and my future dream of becoming a nurse. My dream is one that can certainly be accomplished: I have already taken the first few steps, finishing my prerequisites in college and acquiring a job as a caregiver at a retirement community. I’ve even been accepted into nursing school recently. I have never wanted a job that would turn heads or make others notice me; instead, I want to be the one to notice others. To me, it doesn’t make sense to even contemplate a lifestyle that doesn’t include caring for those who need my help.
In our world, people are always hurting. Be it physically, emotionally, or psychologically… people hurt. Often times, it takes just one other person, one individual who cares, one human who sends a smile because they’ve been there, to relieve that pain. I want to be that “other person.” As a nurse, I will be the one to hold someone’s hand when they’re about to go into surgery. I will be the one who listens to their stories and their fears of needles. I will be the one trying, with every fiber of my being, to make someone’s life a little easier that day. I will change the world, one hurting person at a time.