When I was 11 years old, I remember taking care of my grandmother who was fighting breast cancer and taking radiation therapy. I would spend the night with her, help her in her daily needs, and even read the Bible to her when she couldn’t. This early childhood experience encouraged me to begin studying at nursing school and eventually continue my education in my birth-country, Venezuela, until I became a Medical Doctor. Graduating as a MD in a country with so much need and lack was not easy. It broke my heart to see the heroic lives of everyday cancer-fighters, and I did my best to offer them compassion and care as much as it was possible.

In 2017, I immigrated to the US and was forced to “start from zero” in the healthcare field. Living in a foreign land, and learning a totally different language, I was able to find a job as a caregiver, serving senior-citizens and cancer survivors around my community. Their stories of struggle and overcoming motivated me to never give up in my pursuit of getting my medical license in the US. I want to be a Medical Doctor in the US, who can see their patients with eyes of compassion, understanding, love and care, and with God’s help I know my “American Dream” will come true.