So I want to again thank those caregivers who have stood up, who step up day after day, night after night, week after week, year after year, decade after decade to care for someone who wasn't born to them—but I know in many, many cases that they love them like their own. That's my story as a caregiver, and I'm still in a relationship with many young people I cared for who are now having their own kids. I'm happy to be part of that process and be part of raising, let's not say grandchildren, but younger people who are growing up. It makes me feel old. 