I will miss the daily routines with my best friends at Harvard—the lunches and dinners in Lowell’s yellow dining hall, for example—that have gotten me through the years. All the moments of triumph, discovery and failure experienced in my academics and extracurriculars would have meant nothing if I couldn’t go home to my people at the end of every day. They are the ones who make life worthwhile. At Harvard, I have found that work and success are meaningless without others to share them with, and I leave this place grateful to have been able to share and be shared in everything with true friends.