
I have always known I wanted to be a nurse.
I've grown up helping take care of my family and love taking care of people. However, I don't think I realized how it can sometimes be not only physically hard, but mentally and emotionally taxing. I tend to get attached to my patients as I get to know them. Just like any job, there are good days and bad days. Working in women's services where I take care of postpartum and OB/GYN patients, it is usually a happy and exciting place. None the less, it can be one of the saddest places when a newborn doesn't survive. To watch a mother grieve the loss of a newborn baby can be so hard, but I have found that my understanding of the gospel and Christ's Atonement makes this process so much easier and I can feel at peace that one day, they will be reunited. I'm so grateful for the gospel in my life and for the knowledge that we can see our loved ones after this earthly life. I believe that there is a purpose for everything, including death.










