"I was 16 when my sister died of AIDS. She knew she had it, we knew she had it, and we had to watch it take over her body and mind. That was hard. My faith in God is what got me through. I kept telling myself that everything was going to be OK. Losing her helped me to see that everything has a beginning and an end, and that everybody's going to die someday. We all go through the same stuff at different times. We all share the same pain; it's just different scenarios."