In April of 2010 my youngest sister was diagnosed with stage 4 colon cancer. The doctors told us she only had about four months left. I traveled from Virginia to Boston to care for her. I basically moved in and took over her life. As a caregiver I struggled to give her the care, dignity, and connection that she truly needed. I spent three years helping her to raise the kids and making memories for them to treasure. She fought one of the hardest fights I have ever witnessed. The time spent with her will always hold a special place in my heart. It truly changed me in multitudes of ways.