Almost a year has passed since I lost my best friend, whom I met through Hive. We never met in person, but we bonded over our shared interests in art, 3D, and more. We communicated through chat, video calls, and even exchanged gifts. I met her when I first started on the blockchain, and we became close friends. It just goes to show that you can meet amazing people and form lasting friendships through Hive.

I was a lost and young kid on the block. She entered my life and offered guidance and lessons that, although I didn't always listen, stayed with me. She watched my life journey from a broke kid to a more comfortable situation today. I had hoped to meet her in person next year, but fate had other plans. She had been battling cancer for two years, trying to live her best life, but never really showing me the extent of her struggle. We would chat like we always had, but she would occasionally mention that she was struggling. Meanwhile, I was busy with my own problems and didn't fully realize her situation.I feel a deep sense of loss because just before she passed away, I was preoccupied with my new fascination, photography. Now I regret not being there for her in her final days.This is why I will never take for granted the time and the people I cherish most in my life. It was another valuable lesson for me, and one that I will never forget.

She was an amazing person. I know that she may not have been understood by many, but to me, she offered fresh perspectives and ways of thinking outside the box. She was truly unique and will be greatly missed. Nobody could ever replace her in my life, and over the years, I still remember her in every moment. I also often go through our conversations. As an adult, I now understand better what she was trying to tell me.

She was the mentor I needed, and I wish she was still here today to talk to about the things I need advice on. She had an open mind but also held her values firmly, and I admire and aspire to be like that. It's something I miss about her, having someone to confide in who understands me so well.

This is my first Christmas without her, and I miss our chats about the history of Christmas and my experiences of it in Indonesia. It's hard to imagine spending the holiday season without her. I wish I could tell her that, despite still being a bit of a mess, at least I'm independent and no longer a trust fund baby.

Many of her legacies live on, and in honor of her, I promise to live a good life. She always told me to imagine myself as a mature, independent woman who is becoming wealthy. That is something I aspire to, and I will continue to strive to be that person.

There are many kindnesses that she did for me when I was struggling that I wish I could repay. Maybe I can do that in some other ways in the future, but for now, the best I can do is not to disappoint her and avoid making the same mistakes I did in the past. She was always there for me, and I want to make her proud even from up there.

We shared many stories, notes, and opinions that I would love to compile into a novel one day. She gave me the confidence that my life is dramatic and worthy of a best-seller. Once I have more time, I plan to work on it, even if it gets rejected many times. I know it's worth trying to get it published. In her memory, I am trying my best to live my life without caring much about other people’s opinion and try to filter what people say.

Now, though, she is no longer with me. But she will always be remembered, and I will always remember her fondly.

I hope you are happy wherever you are, and that the heavens are treating you well From chickadee….