I truly believe I wouldn't be the person I am today if it weren't for my little sister Amy. I grew up in a family of five, the oldest of three girls. We lived in a small city named Peterborough, about 125 kilometers north-east of Toronto, Ontario, Canada. My parents, Spence and Lois Tucker, did their best to give us a great childhood and the security of knowing we were in a family that loved us, no matter what mistakes we made or what "problems" we may have had. It never mattered how bad my day may have been, I could always look at Amy and know that I could make it through whatever bad things may come my way. She faced every fear, every obstacle, and every challenge with the courage and strength many of us only dream of feeling. Even today, as an adult, as a parent, I reflect on her love of life, her passion for living each day to the fullest and her happy demeanor, to help make even the worst of my days seem brighter.