Gotta get into college somehow

Everyone has that life story that basically defines the person they are. For some it's how inspirational their parents/guardian/role models are, or some struggle through life that made them into the person they are today. I wouldn't exactly say my story is about my struggle through life, even though I did, but more of my learning experience. Growing up as a kid I realized that you can get through life one of two ways, either watch other people suffer through their bad choices and suffer along with them or you can learn from their mistakes and think of ways you can improve them so they don't feel like they're burdening you. My dad wasn't always the greatest; he lived his life with regrets, and spent more time wishing he had made better choices instead of fixing the ones he wronged. From that I learned that you live life with no regrets because at some point you wanted it, and even if the decisions made previously were not the best you can fix it. My mom tried so hard to be that typical mother who could give her kids whatever they wanted, but how can you give your kids the materialistic things they want when you're not even home to give them what they need? Your love. From this I learned don't get lost in giving others what they want, and overlooking what they need. Sometimes all you need to do is give someone the time of day to know you care, and that will be enough. Since both my parents worked a lot my grandma was left taking care of me. I remember sitting on the couch with her watching general hospital and seeing the doctors on TV, thinking that job was the coolest job ever. Of course doctors on general hospital didn't really portray what a doctor does, but that's where my original inspiration started. I told my grandma I wanted to be a doctor, and I wanted to save lives. She told me that if I could dream it with a little hard work my dream could be real. My grandma left around 3rd grade, but that didn't stop me from working towards my dreams. I learned a new lesson when she left. When someone leaves you feel pain and a sense of abandonment, but if you throw all of that pain into something else it can work to your advantage. I noticed that if I kept myself busy the pain would disappear for a bit. I was so sad and school was my only escape. Research was my new best friend, and good grades kept me smiling. Around middle school I realized that I was not working so hard to accomplish my dreams, but to grab someone's attention. I wanted my parents attention, my grandma's attention, pretty much anyone so school wasn't my only friend. I learned that no matter how hard I tried I probably wasn't going to get the attention I wanted, and from that point on my hard work was towards accomplishing my dreams. Being a neonatal nurse was what I aimed for. I wanted to be able to help people, and enjoy my job that I worked so hard to attain. I wanted to give out the love that I wasn't given. My only dream is to show others kindness, and be there for them in their time of need. Everyone deserves to feel loved, and there's no better place to show that feeling than through the medical field. Maybe after I graduate from nursing school I can sit down on the couch with my grandma, and watch General Hospital to remind myself of my childhood inspiration. To remind myself of every lesson I've learned through life, and to prepare myself for the many more to come.