Throughout my lifetime, I have experienced many different milestones that have made me the person I am today. Some of these milestones were difficult and traumatic, while others were very special and joyous events. I feel like a person has to face both the good and the bad times in order to grow.
I was born on May 14th, 1989, which happened to be Mother’s Day. I was my parent’s first daughter to an older son. My brother Zachary and I are only eighteen months apart in age, which made us very close friends growing up. I have always lived in Rising Sun, Indiana. My mother is from Rising Sun and my father is from Roanoke, Virginia. I am proud of the fact that I am very close with my family.
In 1993, when I was four years old, my mother gave birth to another little girl named Sydney. This was a very special event for me because I already had an older brother that I loved very much, but I wanted a little sister, too. I still remember when she was born. I stayed with my aunt and when my parents called and said it was a girl I got so excited. I finally got my wish and had a baby sister to help take care of. When my mom brought her home I loved helping take care of her. I would help change diapers and get her dressed. I treated her as if she was my little baby doll. I am still really close to my younger sister and I wouldn’t trade her for the world.
Growing up, one family member that I was really close with was my great- grandmother Elizabeth, I called her Mammy. I loved to go visit and spend time with her. I was her first great-granddaughter and we had a really special bond. Mammy was a Registered Nurse and she always wished that someday, one of her grandchildren would follow in her footsteps and become one as well. I looked up to my great-grandmother and I realized that is what I wanted to do with my life also. She helped guide me into my choice of going into the medical field. Tragically in the year 2000, Mammy passed away. I was so depressed...