From a young age, you stepped in for our busy mom and cared for us. You were just a child yourself, yet you endured our whims and complaints with such patience—and for that, I am deeply grateful. I still remember waiting by the dark shoe cubbies in kindergarten, long after my friends had gone home with their parents. I’ll never forget the moment you came for me. Now that I’ve reached the age you were then, I see more clearly than ever how extraordinary you were—so mature and responsible. You have always been more than a sister to me—my second mom, my role model. I love you with all my heart.