Eight years ago, we were children. Young teens with dreams, where love was strong and nothing else mattered. We lived for the moment and thought we were immortal. Anastasiya Guzchenko the perfectionist in her own eyes and in mine, the girl that tackles her dreams with respect, the girl that once wanted to become a doctor but followed her heart and is going to become the best dentist on the planet because of how perfect she is with everything she does. For Eight years, you haven’t complained about much not even when cancer fought us with flaming hands. You are such an inspiration to your sisters, my sisters, my family. Thank you for allowing the people around you to believe again. I love you baby.