I would have never imagined myself saying, “I work at funeral home.” Especially in high school. When I tell people, they always give me a weird look followed by them asking me what I do there and if I touch and look at bodies. Working at my uncle’s funeral homes throughout high school has made a huge impact on my life. I started at the funeral home the summer before my sophomore year, but it was just to vacuum and clean and I told my uncle that I didn’t want anything to do with bodies and the funerals. The next summer, my uncle started having me work at the funerals and then slowly, he let me help dress and casket. Dressing and casketing is not the most fun part of my job, but it has taught me what it is to be compassionate for other people