I needed to write one last message to you. One last goodbye message. I'm not saying I'll never think about you again. I will. I most certainly will. The thought of you will hit me like a lightning bolt out of nowhere sometimes, because this pain never really goes away. What happened will never really go away. It will always be there. It will always be something that has happened. What you did and the aftermath of it shaped me into the person I am today. I can't ever forget you. But you left this world in 2021. I need to leave you in 2023.

This isn't a new year, new me thing. This is an 'it's time to move on' thing. I love you Zianca, and I will always remember you, but I cannot keep leaving messages on your message board. You will never read them, no matter what anyone wishes for, so it's time for them to stop.

Before I reach the end of this message, I have to say, Zianca, you have a heart of gold. You saved a little girl's life, and even if you are not here on earth with us, you are the reason someone else's daughter is. There aren't any words in any language to describe how selfless what you did was. You truly are an angel. I hope you really are happy now, and at peace.

This is my last message to you. You have all my gratitude and all my love for everything you have done for me. I have learned a lot because of you, and I'm thankful that I had the chance to at least briefly know you.

We all miss you and love you, but it's time for me to say goodbye. It's time for the next chapter.

Goodbye Zianca. May you rest in peace and fly high.