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To my parents, in whose footsteps I couldn't be prouder to follow.

To my grandmother and late grandfather, who have been working for this moment for the past fifty years.

To my grandmother, who sewed my dance costumes.

To Lucian, the first friend I met here, without whom I would not have found the path I did. I'm so glad we're doing this next thing together.

To Christina, without whom I would not have survived with sense of humor intact. Thank you, friend.

To Ava, who was always there to lend an ear and set my heart true. You're still a klutz and a derp.

To Julia, who could be counted on to be in the audience whenever her blockmates were sweating under the lights. I can't say in words how much I appreciated it.

To Miriam, the stalwart rock of our blocking group.

To Grace, who lit up the room. Smartypants.

To Claire, who had the kindest words. I'm glad I got to

1. My mother, whom I resemble more and more like every year. I only hope the trend continues.
2. My father, who's been supporting me more than I realize, longer than I knew, and with no signs of stopping.
3. My Grandma Mary, who has got to have at least twelve hearts, one for each of her grandchildren.
4. My Grandpa Bob, who I never knew in my adult life, but who I know is the reason my mother made it to Harvard.
5. My Gpa, who makes me proud to be a third-generation scientist.
6. My Gma, by whose grace I can afford to attend the school I love.
7. My Uncle Christopher, who still has new conversations for me, even after all these years.
8. My Titi Mari, who will always be family.
9. My brother, with whom I grew -- and continue to