As I walked over the bridge coming to visit UW-Eau Claire, I knew that I was in the right place, first glance I was already in love. The tour began and I started to learn a bundle of information making it feel even more perfect. One thing that stood out the most from the speech was how the class sizes were small and how there are no teaching assistants. As the tour was ending and we were asking questions I found out that Uw-Eau Claire has an excellent nursing program, which I am very interested in. The tour wrapped up and we crossed over the bridge. I looked back at the campus and realized how great of a fit that Eau Claire was for me. Contemplating what my future would hold made me think of what I could all offer to UW-Eau Claire with my experiences that have made me into the person I am today.
This past year, I lost one of the most influential people in my life; my grandpa. He fought his battle with pancreatic cancer but sadly passed after fighting for seven months. I have him to thank for making me into the person that I am today. I will always remember the life lesson he taught while I was growing up which was never give up. He always pushed me to do my best and supported me in everything I did.
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I slowly walked into the hospital room, a little timid and nervous. As I entered he turned around and our eyes met. A little smile crept across his face, although I could tell he was in a great deal of pain. My family went to see him nearly every Sunday, we had our usual conversation about how school and sports were going. It was time to go and I slowly pushed myself out of my seat dreading another goodbye. I couldn’t help but have a few tears roll down my face. He saw and said, “Amber, there’s no need to worry. I’m fighting strong in order to see you and the rest of my grandchildren grow
Prompt: In 500 words or more, describe your collegiate experience thus far. How has this experience and the knowledge you've gained influenced what you plan to study? How have they influenced your decision to apply to St. Edward's?
Everything is perfectly fine, everything is great, then one day it all comes crashing down and shattered pieces are left. My life would never be the same but I guess change is for the best and it forced me to become the person I am today. It’s rough to be the oldest child, especially when your mom is diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and you have 3 younger sisters that look to you for comfort when their mom can’t be there. When the cancer is spread throughout your moms body doctors can’t just get rid of it no matter how badly you wish they could. Rounds of chemotherapy only slow it down, yet it’s still there a lurking monster waiting to reappear at any given moment. Nothing can even begin to describe the fear I felt, and still have to deal with today, but something happened where I could be there for others. What would Sheridan think, or what would 8 year old Lane think if they saw me cry? I had to be Strong not only for me, but for my other family members.
I came back to the Lutheran Seminary in 2012 after a having a conversation with man that would later become a mentor to me. At his prompting along with many others I made a decision to enter into the ordination process of the ELCA. For me that brought mass levels of trepidation as I had heard horror stories of that process. It became another entity in my life where value becomes evident by participation. I knew the work that would be required and I decided to make that plunge.
He had suffered from a stroke in October of 2013. Time had now passed, and it was January twenty-first, 2014. I had gone to visit him in the hospice center. Unfortunately, his health was deteriorating day by day. The doctors told my mom, grandma, and aunt, that he had only about three to five days left to live. This news made me uneasy and frightened. Little did I know that this was the last day I would get to talk to him, and see him alive. The next day at school, I felt that something was wrong, and I came home to find out that he had passed away. Similar to Alice, I had said goodbye to someone whom I loved dearly, for one last time, without having the knowledge that this would be my last interaction with
When I went to Wisconsin,Dells,the atmosphere was great..Being there was like being in Ohio. I traveled to Wisconsin,Dells with my step dad’s family..At first,I didn’t to go,but I wanted to experience another state other than Ohio.I had the chance to experience the new state of Wisconsin that had been totally different from the state of Ohio.
The car ride to their house was dead silent. When we had gotten to their house, they sat us down and told us the horrible news, Daddy was in the hospital. I sat there in shock for a moment to really understand what they had told me. Then when I understood what was said, my heart fell to my toes. I busted out into tears. I didn’t know what was wrong with him. I didn’t understand why he was in that place. He was fine this morning, he brought us to Nana and Poppy’s house and he was healthy. How could he be sick?? For the next few days, I wasn’t myself. The days that he was gone, I couldn’t eat or sleep. I was too worried to even go to school, but I had to go. I didn’t play with my friends on the playground, I couldn’t take naps, and I didn’t even want to color. My friends knew what was going on and they tried to help, but the only thing that could help was my Daddy being okay. While he was there, I didn’t get to go see him once. I hated not seeing my Daddy. I just wanted my best friend home with me. A few days had passed and he finally came home. I was so excited when he came home. I thought, “Finally, things can go back to normal.” I didn’t believe that anything would change. The day after he came home I overheard Mom telling Nana and Poppy what the doctor told her, “He had a mini stroke. And if doesn’t stop smoking, he wouldn’t live much
The University of Minnesota-Twin Cities, is a very lively environment. Everywhere I go I see clusters of people and activities, and although this is not a bad thing, it does drain a lot of my energy. As a result, as of recently, my favorite landscape is the University of Minnesota bridge. I really like the bridge because it makes me feel at peace and relax. As I walk across the bridge in the morning and hear the sounds of the wind and feel its cold touch on my face, my mind becomes calm. It is during this time that I can reflect back on my life and clearly think about what I want in the future.
Starting college was not what I expected it to be. I have always been excited to go to college since I was little because I’ve always wanted to get a degree that could help people, animals, and the environment. I did not expect my Freshman year of college to turn out the way it did. I knew there would be challenges, but I did not expect that there would be so many large emotional valleys for me to overcome. I hoped the greatest challenges I would face were midterms and finals. I did not expect the great amount of loss I would experience which began the summer before my Freshman year. I had a bright start, I was looking forward to being a cheerleader at UMHB. I made lots of friends and I was able to go see my boyfriend whenever I wanted - what could go wrong?
Ever since I was in middle school, I always knew that I wanted to be the first person in my family to attend college. When the opportunity presented itself in high school to take college courses, I immediately started to application process.
I visited Tulane in December of 2016. The day was cold and dreary and gray and wet, and I was exhausted after our six hour schlep from my town of Denton and a mildly boring tour through Rice University.
My interest to attend UMD dates back to when I heard my brother say, “If you get in, you are in the best school in the state!” After watching him graduate from College Park in 2008, I had decided that I wanted to attend UMD from then on because of the beautiful campus and diverse environment that welcomes everyone. When I saw my brother walk across that stage, I thought to myself “How great would it be if I walk across that stage one day and make my parents proud?” and ever since I have dreamt of attending UMD. That moment changed my life and to this day I dream of attending UMD to walk across that stage and my family watching me get my degree, just like my brother.
When looking back on my time at Florida State University, nothing comes to mind more so than my trip to London. While in my freshman year of college I was afforded the opportunity to study abroad during spring break. I was enrolled in a cultural anthropology course, and jumped at the chance to travel with a small group of students. My summer and fall semesters had left me feeling disconnected, so the chance to get to know people on a personal level while sharing new experiences seemed ideal. For an entire week I was eating differently, sleeping differently, and learning differently. This was exactly what I was looking for. We went to countless museums, cathedrals, and even took a day trip to Stonehenge. My friend Thomas and I, which I would
College is a unique concept in my family. Neither of my parents attended a 4 year college; with my mom never even graduating and my dad going to school to be a plumber, this didn't give me the best perspective of college. Not having any real college background is my motivation to do something for my myself and my parents. I always thought a big part of the college experience was surviving it, and gathering information to start your own career. But it’s more than that; professors want you to overcome obstacles they set before you and learn about yourself and who you are. I think Eau-Claire would give me just that. There will be many new experiences and challenges I encounter as I take on college life. For example, I will build knowledge and explore ideas in more depth, along with learning more about who I am and what my strengths are. This college gives people the best opportunities a college can give you and that's why I think this would best fit me.
Curiosity will conquer fear even more than bravery will (James Stephens). On my first vacation to Wisconsin Dells in the winter of twenty-twelve, I went on an obstacle course that was above a blinding arcade. Walking across the different ledges and ropes was terrifying, but I did not let that stop me from trying. Now I know fear is not something that should hold me back, but something to push me forward.
It was June 6, 2011. I remember taking my mother to the County Hospital’s emergency room. She seemed extremely exhausted; her eyes were half-closed and yellow, and she placed her elbow on the armchair, resting her head on her palm. I remember it was crowded and the wait was long, so she wanted to leave. I was the only one there with her, but I did not allow her to convince me to take her home. I told her in Spanish, “Mom, let’s wait so that we can get this over with and know what’s going on with you. You’ll see everything is okay, and we’ll go home later on.” I wish then and now that would have been the case. Unfortunately, she was diagnosed with colon cancer that had spread to many parts of her body including her lungs and kidneys. The doctor said to me not considering that I was a minor and my mother’s daughter, “Her disease is very advanced and we don’t think she will live longer than a year.” With this devastating news, I did not know what to do. I thought to myself that perhaps I should cry, or try to forget and take care of her as best I could and make her laugh to ease her pain.