She loved it very much, and she often spent hours just gazing at her reflection in it. She had even made up a friend in the mirror once. Her friend was an image of herself, but was even more beautiful than Bethany. She was so beautiful, she was perfect. Bethany knew that know one can be completely perfect, but her imaginary image of herself was.
When my brother comes home from college she makes us extra food so we don’t argue about who gets the last spoonful, and on our birthdays she makes sure we get our favorite meal. She goes out of her way to give us the perfect day. My mom has always put my family and I first. Her generosity shines through every day. Faith is one of my mom’s values that she shows all of the time.
I realized my family can fit in that world too, and they only make me prouder of it. I feel so much power in my strong relationship with my mom, I learn and gain so much inspiration from making art with my brothers, my relationship with my dad became so much better when I gave up on fitting into the father 's only daughter archetype. Now I question his double standards, his subconscious sexism when it comes to cooking and cleaning, and now I feel no fear in standing up for myself, which we both learn a lot from. There are so many pressures for young girls as they grow up to shrink themselves, endless messages telling girls to physically and figuratively take up less space in this world. Growing up with boys is a small one, but It has inspired me to always stand up for all the other little sisters.
For always being there with your kind and encouraging words and giving us the tools necessary to become the great nurse you all knew we could be. We also want to thank you for dealing with us when we were also eagerly waiting for our exam grades. (It always seemed like we could never get them back fast enough) You have pushed us further than we could have ever pushed ourselves and for that we are very grateful. Thank you all very much. I’d would also like to thank all of our family and friends who are here tonight to share in our celebration of our achievement.
It was then that my mother shared numerous stories about her days as an OB nurse and how that had made her into the mother that she is. I was fascinated by the way she recalled her memories, but I was truly mesmerized by the spark in her eyes and the smile on her glowing face as she told her stories. I knew she truly loved her job, and I yearned for the same experiences that would allow me to find my “dream job.”
She was a wonderful nurse. I will never forget the time I had to go sit with a mental health patient in the emergency department, this patient was loud, confused and intrusive so we were stuck kind of in the back as to not disturb other patients in the ED. Thankfully, Debbie was working that day and never forgot I was sitting there on a one to one observation, she would come to check on me and made sure I was okay and the patient was okay. If I did need a minute to step away Debbie was the one that stayed with the patient, she didn’t find a tech or hesitate to sit with a patient; that was who she was, she was an amazing and kind person. I would be truly honored to receive a scholarship in Debbie Spencer’s memory and I would pay it back with kindness and compassion to every patient I encounter during my life as a
The management style of this particular nurse leader was largely democratic. He valued the input of every member of his team, and collaborated with others to find solutions to clinical problems. Throughout the day, we attended numerous meetings and conference calls, addressing the concerns of each department throughout the hospital. The CNO, expressed to me how much he valued the opinions of nurses at the bedside, which I thought was fantastic. His positive qualities were that he was a great listener, honest, focused, and empowered his employees.
I am currently an undergraduate at Rowan College at Gloucester County completing my pre-nursing studies. As I was growing up, I always enjoyed the idea of helping and healing others. My inspiration to become a nurse was watching my mother make a difference in the lives of elderly at a local senior living community as an Activities Assistant for years. Even though, she was unable to go back to school due to personal circumstances, the compassion she showed towards others around her was something special as she took care of them as if they were relatives. Whenever I had free time, I would just sit and play a game with the elderly residents hearing their life stories from when they were young.
"Will I able to perform well?" "What if something goes wrong?" When I started seeing the residents, I actually felt teary-eyed because of the situations there are in. Also, I felt that with their old age, they need all the care and compassion they deserve to receive. When I started to help out to accommodate their needs with the help of our CNA, I felt happy and proud to be able to help them with bathing, wardrobe changing, and feeding.
My mother is always working hard to provide all the necessary needs in our house, but she cannot give us things that we want, so I decided to work so I can be able to help her with the bills, and pay for college. That is my first barrier. I am the oldest child, and it is my responsibility to help my mother and siblings even if I have to sacrifice my own time. Thanks to God I am finding a way to have time for work and school. I work with one of my aunts and she is helping me find the best work schedule so I can have time for school, and enjoy myself at least one time per month.