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Critical Incedents

I have experienced several Critical Incidents that have broadened my awareness of culture and diversity.


When I was young, my family and I served Christmas Dinner to unhoused individuals in Calgary, Alberta. This is where my desire to serve underprivileged populations began. 








A few years ago, I volunteered at The Refuge Utah, a domestic violence shelter. This experience opened my eyes to cycles of abuse and the complex difficulties victims face when seeking help. 



In the fall of 2024, I started an MSW program at BYU.  Shortly into the program, my cohort attended the local Utah Islamic Center and the Kol Ami Synagogue. I appreciated how these experiences strengthened unity between different religious groups in our community.



Additionaly, during our social justice class, we were challenged to complete a Proximity Project. This project required selecting a population with which I had limited experience and getting to know them better. I chose to learn more about and spend time with members of the LGBTQ+ community. This was not just an academic exercise; it pushed me toward greater humility and compassion. 



In February, I had the opportunity to join a BYU research team on a trip to Nepal. While in Nepal, we studied the living conditions and educational systems available to low-income brick kiln workers and their families. This experience introduced me to generational poverty first-hand in a global context and an even clearer realization of my privilege.



And, last but not least, my summer internship at Alpine Pediatrics. Here, I worked with individuals experiencing various mental health struggles. This is the first time I was able to work one-on-one with a transgender teen. My heart grew immensely, and my testimony deepened that we are all brothers and sisters...all children of God. 






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