Since I was a child it has been my dream. My parents were missionaries in Kenya, and I lived there between the ages of 7-11. I saw many sick and hurting people. I believe that is where my desire for nursing came. Also, my grandpa had a few strokes, was bound to his wheelchair, and was in a vegetative state. When I would go to his home I would help my grandma take care of him. I knew that nursing was for me. However, I allowed life's problems to take precedence. On my 33rd birthday I applied to nursing school, and I am currently taking my pre-reqs. I am soo excited to finally be pursuing my calling.