I’ve done a lot of self reflecting this spring semester. Whatever new career I found (through internet searches and other people) never seemed to fit, and a new one would only sound exciting for the first couple of days. I was lost and had no idea about what my future would appear to be. Then, my uncle/Godfather died from stage 4 pancreatic cancer in the middle of the semester, and my whole world was thrown into a vortex of depression. It took me a while to recover from that shock, but I eventually got back on my feet. I began thinking about my true purpose in the world even harder now. Since I was a kid, I’ve always fantasized about saving the world and making it a better place. Now that I’m a student looking for a career, I could become anything I wanted, even a hero that saves the world. My uncle’s death has inspired me to pursue a career in cancer research as an Immunologist. Ever since I began looking at this career, I haven’t stopped feeling the excitement. I feel content with this choice, like I finally found my path in life. Studying immunology isn’t going to be easy, but I have tons of family who support my decision every step of the way.