Dearest Baraka,

When we were young you told me that when God created us we must have been cut from the same cloth, and so we were always destined to be friends and sisters. That idea meant so much to me, and I felt really honored that you felt that way about me.

Throughout your diagnosis what I admired most was your lack of self pity. Very early on you accepted the cards that you were dealt and were always able to find the positive in the situation. Most, including myself, would have found it very difficult to find any positive at all, but you always did. You continued to remind those around you that ‘‘there’s lots to be grateful for’’. This philosophy is something I am really trying to apply whenever I’m faced with adversity and I am so thankful you taught me this invaluable lesson.

I am grateful that you aren’t suffering anymore and you are in a much better place, where you can run, cycle and row again! The last few years were a real test for you and I hope you are now being rewarded with all that you loved.

I miss you dreadfully and think of you all the time. Whenever I want to talk to you, at first deep sadness overcomes me, but then in my head, I can hear what your response would likely be. I am so grateful that I had the honor of knowing you so well and you are still always with me, guiding and helping me through life.

We have lot of beautiful memories together, which I will treasure forever, from sleepovers in Northwood when we were 7 years old to sleepovers with you in hospital in your last days.

You were so special to me that I just can’t put it in words. Nothing I write will ever do you justice.

I love you so much Bkay, you will always be my best friend, and I can’t wait to see you again.

Priya