Why.

Sarah Cash

Doctors treating patients, treating them with love, compassion, and heart, until yours ticks perfectly. 

Mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, all relying on the hands of one, one who can not only make the pain go away, but stay away forever. 

Changing lives, all day, every day, in labs, behind desks, and in the battle fields.

This is why.

This is my dream.

Haunting, unending cries of pain, and finally being able to do something about it. 

Getting my hands dirty in the truth, discoveries, and inside of the bodies, past, present, and future. 

Understanding what makes each person tick and helping them stay tuned. 

Green hallways giving a rope to latch onto, when my sick mother is forced to break her knot with me, 

Leaving my father to carry on this job, until his wife and my mother can be home again.

Doctors giving us a chance to have the experiences families usually do. 

School is just practice for the real world, to be somewhat prepared for when stepping into the ring. 

It's a dance, a dance of life and death, each having an equal chance. 

But those who have the passion to survive, survive and help others to do so, 

Having something to live for, so others can too.

I dream to be in the ER, somewhere in the world helping, 

Saving those on the frontlines, 

Curing those who have a family to get home to, 

Treating those who have a future of their own.

This is why.