When we talk about success, we often measure it by the things we can put on display: diplomas hanging on walls, impressive titles attached to our names, or even the applause of a cheering crowd.

The truth, however, is that there is far more beneath the surface of everything that unfolds in our lives, because the true foundation of our existence is often built quietly in the background, powered by the sacrifices of those we have grown used to overlooking.

This is for my sister – the one who raised me and worked herself to exhaustion …