She went to that hospital twice to fight cancer. Years later, Montana Brown crossed the same doors with a nurse's gown.
The first time she was so small that she couldn't really understand what was happening.
Montana was diagnosed with rabdomiosarcoma when she was just two years old. He faced almost a year of chemotherapy and eventually the disease entered remission.
Her childhood could continue.
Growing up he devoted himself to gymnastics and cheerleading, until, at 15, cancer returned to his life.
Montana found herself in the same pediatric oncology center in Atlanta where she was treated as a child.
This time it was big enough to understand everything.
He had to face chemotherapy again, along with radiotherapy, and give up the sports that had accompanied his everyday life for years.
But she was not only afraid and care.
The nurses were impressed.
Montana remembered the way they cared for not only her, but also her family. Their ability to stay next to a sick girl in the most difficult times ended up pointing to her the way she would follow as an adult.
She decided she would become a nurse in pediatric oncology.
There was something that could offer her future patients and that no university manual could teach her: when a child or a teenager told her about the fear of a therapy, she would really know what it meant to be on the other side.
On September 18, 2017, at 24, that project became reality.
Montana began working as a paediatric nurse at the Children's Healthcare of Atlanta's Aflac Cancer and Blood Disorders Center.
It was the same place she was treated twice.
The difference was why he was crossing those doors.
He didn't come in as a patient anymore.
He was a staff member.
The hospital celebrated its return during the month dedicated to raising awareness of child cancer: a child who had received care had become a woman ready to offer them to the next generation.
Montana's story also tells something that goes beyond healing.
We cannot always choose the places that will remain linked to the most painful chapters of our lives.
Sometimes, however, we can choose the reason to return.