To Rikki, I can’t believe I’m standing here without you. Thirteen years old, and you already carried a heart bigger than most people ever will. You dreamed of traveling the world, helping people in danger, being brave - more courage than most adults. And yet… this time, no one could save you. Not me. Not anyone. You laughed like the world was yours to discover. You had energy and kindness that made people feel seen, safe, and alive. Even in your struggles, you made room for others. It’s not fair. You were too bright, too alive, too full of dreams. And I was here. I would’ve stayed up all night. I would’ve carried your weight if you’d let me. Even though you’re gone, I carry you. Every laugh, every glance, every memory we shared - it’s with me. Always. You mattered. You still matter. You will never, ever be forgotten. - your favourite cousin, Nethy