Growing up, my grandmother had always been my role model. A strong and independent woman, she raised our family from the ground up through nothing but sheer determination and hard work. To me, she seemed invincible; the real life superhero. But this allusion was soon shattered by a few simple words. “Aggressive neurodegenerative disease” sounded like gibberish to my younger self. But the rapid deteriorations in my grandma’s motor and cognitive functions made it clear that it was no trivial matter. Nevertheless, her courageous fight against this vicious disease served as the catalyst that ignited my lifelong fascination with the intricate orchestration of the human brain. My additional volunteering experience with autistic children further strengthened
