I’m a young, unexperienced high school student trying to figure out where I fit in this world… country… town... life. After tossing many ideas around in my head, in my heart, and with my parents, I finally feel good about a direction I plan to pursue. Most careers in the health field look good to me because of the appearance of these positions. In the health field, you have a stable job, decent pay, varying amounts of education, many different departments to choose from, and opportunities to work your way up and grow. I’ve jumped from Surgical Technician, to more of a nursing direction. I applied for a job as an ambulance driver, hoping to get experience in the health field and to figure out exactly what I want to do. I didn’t expect that in the short time I’ve been working with the ambulance, I’d learn more things about life than I have in the past 18 years. Here I am, sitting in a small booth with a narrow table at the Fry’n Pan restaurant in Sioux Falls with three other people who are far more experienced and aged than me. It’s six in the morning, and I have been …show more content…
After making that statement, she went on to tell the story of her son. As she shared the brief details of the hardship her son had experienced with drug use, alcohol abuse, deep depression, and finally, the woeful end of his life, her body fell completely still. I could feel the sadness radiate through the small space of air between us, and I was officially awake for the day. Hearing such a tragic personal story of a mother who lost her son brought a whole new side of things to light for me. After listening to her recall the horrendous story of her son’s struggle, I felt as if there was nothing I could say from then on until we got home… both from guilt of the fact that I have not had any deep struggles this far in my life, and from my dampened spirit as I was reassured that I have no experience under my