My Dreams Of Becoming A Doctor, Scientist, And My Future

Many of us grew up with the dream of becoming a Doctor, Scientist or even the next President of the United States. It was difficult growing up in a low-income, Hispanic family. My future and my dreams of being a first generation college student, suddenly became wishful thinking. In the following story, I will be reviewing a few memories in my life that have made me who I am today. Growing up as a child, I always remembered my mother, a single mother of 4 kids. Struggling day in and out, to try and make ends meet, working 2 jobs, sometimes even 3 jobs. She had her Full-time job, Monday through Friday. On the weekends she worked as a hostess at a Mexican restaurant. Some days, she even worked at the car shows or Tejano concerts, selling at the

In this case, we have added 10 years, with the same situation. I was never able to get the latest shoes or trending clothes or even the new backpack of my choice. My mom, was still working 2 jobs, but still didn’t have enough to make ends meet. Many of my friends were getting new cars, scholarships and making big plans for their futures. Big universities, sororities and Bachelor’s degrees, where all I could hear. My dreams about college were not a thought in my head. My plans of becoming a Marine Biologist, nowhere in my future plans. There was no such thing as a Savings Account or a College Fund. The acceptance letters were coming in the mail alongside with the bills. My dreams continue to drift further and further away. I had a complete mindset, that I can live a minimal life and be ok. If my mom struggled and made ends meet, the cycle can continue and I can adjust to this lifestyle. At this time, we had adjusted our lives to just simply existing in this world. Making ends meet with minimal supplies was my future. The worst was yet to come. We had officially lost our house that we grew up in. The house my grandparents had fixed up for us. They gave it to my mother so she never had to worry about a roof over our head. Now my life was overwhelmed with such tragic events happening. I’m a Senior in High School and in a terrible situation. No room of my own, and worst of all, no roof over our heads. My next goal

Starting the LPN program, I meet many new students, some with similar backgrounds as mine. I later became a military wife, a mother of 3 beautiful children and most of all, a Licensed Vocational Nurse in the great state of Texas. I helped my mother get out of debit and had her retire at an earlier age. The weight had been lifted off her shoulders. The pain in her eyes, were slowly fading away. I look back and realize how the roles have changed in my life. Seeing all the struggles, the pain my mother went through. I know in my heart I wouldn’t and couldn’t have my children see me like this. In my mind, this was the best decision I could of