My life support had always been my grandmother. In the times of instability in my life when my parents found themselves unsuited to care for me, she was there by my side teaching me how to be more self-dependent. Often I recount the afternoons spent in her kitchen as she taught me her old world recipes for potatoes and chicken and taught me valuable skills like how to iron and sew. A few years ago, as she was approaching the end of her life, I was deeply affected as I saw the person who I was my support system become increasingly weak. Eventually, she was no longer the lively person she had once been but rather could barely even move around without an oxygen tank any longer. Around that time, a non-profit foundation stepped forward to provide her support in difficult times with legal and medical services to help her final days. As I’ve been looking to find myself this semester, these memories have come into my recollection.
In process, I’ve found myself interested in the law for the capacity in which I would be able to help others. In the future, I look to pursue a Juris Doctorate with a concentration in public law with the hopes that eventually I’ll end up working with a non-profit to benefit communities and low income individuals in need of legal services. Like the way in which my grandma was able to depend on these individuals who volunteered their services to her in a time of need, I want to be able to help people argue for and pursue their rights as individuals to justice or sustenance. As I’ve grown older, I’ve found myself more and more appreciative of lawyers, the justice they’ve finagled out of rough situations, and the rights they’ve helped individuals assert and pursue.
Currently I am pursuing a bachelors in international studies. This degree path