Have you ever given the thought about who your mentor is? One may say it’s their encouraging basketball coach and another may say it’s their lovely mother. A mentor is someone who is usually older with a better idea of what life has to offer and guides a younger person to the right path. Today mentors can be everywhere and you may not even realize it. Well for me I know who my mentor is and even though she is gone I will never forget who she was. My mentor is my grandmother Mary Lou or as I used to call her Grandma Lou Lou. The two reasons my grandmother is my mentor is because she taught the value of reading a book and the realization of the career that’s right for me.
My grandmother passed away when I was 13 years old. When I was a little girl I can remember seeing her read book after book. On the nights when I would stay with my grandparents she would always be on the couch when it was time for me to go to bed with a book in her hand. I can just picture myself at the age of 9, her looking at me and telling me the importance of reading. She said “Its best to value another one’s story because their experiences can give you a better idea of what the world has to offer.” I didn’t understand at the time what she meant by that but now that I’m older I do. I am aware now as a young adult that she simply meant was by reading a book its a better way to actually see the world through another’s eyes. And that if I continue read I can explore my mind of the world instead of being in a bubble hidden from the real world. I can still picture the both of us on the couch in the living room and hearing her read out loud. Every time I pick up a book I take full advantage of what the book has to offer. Whether it is a memoir or a romantic comedy because I feel it’s one way to be close to my grandmother.
When my grandmother first got sick I was terrified I wasn’t sure how to handle it. The person who I admired the most was losing her life. I felt so helpless and when it was her time to go I didn’t know what to do with myself. I cried and cried for days, I felt that someone ripped my heart out, throw it on the ground, and step on it. What could I have possibly done to prevent her from getting sick? Since I was only 13 yrs old I felt helpless. After a couple of weeks I figured what I truly wanted to be when I grew up. I wanted to be part of the medical field by becoming a Nurse. I believe the main reason I decided to choose this type of career was because I got the feeling by helping those who are sick it’s like I’m helping someone else’s loved one. By being a nurse I know that I will do my best at the job so I will hopefully won’t see another 13 year old girl lose her grandmother like how I lost mine . As of today I hope to get into the Nursing Program so I can achieve this idea in my head to help those who truly need it.
For as long as I can remember my Grandma Lou Lou has always been a mentor for me. Some people may not understand why but she’s not their mentor. She’s mine. My grandmother helped me get a better appreciation for reading and her death helped me choose a career path that was right for me. By my grandmother being a part of my life she has made me the woman I am today. One who was guided me to the right path in life and make me a future mentor for someone’s in the future. Even though she is gone now I know she will continue to guide me throughout my life through her spirit. So the next time you have someone that’s special and has guided your whole life, remember what they taught you because that person won’t be there forever.
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