My sincere desire to help others in need was instilled in me at a very young age. Both my parents chose professions in which they provided care to others.
My father chose a career as a neurologist. My father's career was and is often thankless, as he agrees to see the "difficult patients" that other doctors can or choose to no longer treat, often who are in the final stages of life.
As a child, I used to enjoy doing rounds at the hospital with my father. While my father's bedside manner often seemed "matter of fact," he would often go the extra mile to bring that patient a baseball cap of their favorite football team or even just spend a few extra of those special moments listening to stories of patients' grandchildren.
My mother chose a career in law, fighting for the best interests of children. Even as a child myself, I also enjoyed going to court with my mother. Again, her work often went unthanked, and was often emotionally grueling. However, she worked so hard to fight for the best interests of these children on whom many, including their own parents, had just given up.
While a career in law and personal injury was not always clear to me until later, helping others always has been clear and important in my life.
In college, while unsure of a major or what I wanted to do with my life, I knew I wanted to do something to help others, so I volunteered to help kids at a magnet school beside my dorm. Following college, I chose a graduate program which included a component of volunteering to help the needy in developing countries. Before and even during law school, I found myself working for a personal injury firm and felt I had come full circle. I found a career which allows me to help others in need while incorporating my interest and upbringing in both medicine and the law.
I am very grateful and feel lucky to have found the perfect profession for me and have proudly dedicated myself to help others through my profession, the way that my father and my mother have done for their entire lives.