My oldest sister is officially in her 40s. This fact is making me feel old somehow... I love both my sisters; each of them has inspired me in such different ways and I treasure the time I spend with them both. And while my relationship with each of them is unique, I know that the relationship I have with Cristiane is special. We were always friends. When I was 18 months old, she went to visit my aunt Amparo for a few months in Mexico. When she came back, my parents say I rested my head on her shoulder, started to cry, and said her name ("Ki") over and over. When I was 13 and suffering through my first broken heart, she was the first one to take me to the kids' bookstore on Whyte Ave (Greenwoods' Small World), so that I could get my mind off my unrequited crush. And even on those rare occasions that my parents left her in charge of Pily and me, she was my friend first, my guardian second. And I think that's created a very special bond between us. A ...