Beyond Degrees and Titles: How My Sister Taught Me True Greatness I was only twelve when our mother passed away, leaving a vacuum that felt impossible to fill. I remember the smell of antiseptic that clung to the hospital walls, a scent so sharp it seemed to mark the moment in memory forever. At her funeral, I watched my sister stand tall and composed, barely nineteen, yet carrying herself with a maturity that belied her age. She was barely an adult herself, yet in that instant,…..CONTINUE READING BELOW

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