Dear Ningya,

Today, is Sunday 16th of November. Exactly 78 days since we all lost you. Now it still hurts to tell me the story but I’m pretty sure most of us would have experienced pretty much the same. When Mamam said “Ningya” I kind of knew it, a part of me knew. But when she told me that you were gone, that moment didn’t feel real to me. To be honest, it still doesn’t feel real now. There are some days that I realise that you’re not here anymore. And it just hits me. 

You’re so beautiful, in the outside and the inside. The amount of people that I’ve overheard said how you are so nice, so kind, so full of joy. Some people can just have a wonderful day just because they saw you and your beautiful smile. So I hope that you’re not giving up on smiling everyday from wherever you are now. Because there are soooo many people who are themselves because of you, you just bring so much joy in a crazy amount of people. 

I know that you’re watching me take every step I take since you left me here. I just hope that you can keep doing that because even though I can’t see you, I know you’re with me always. Because if I didn’t know better, I’d think you were talking to me now. I love you, I hope you know that.

Love,

Triya