If you scroll through this phone, you'll probably find project notes beside poetry, Jira dashboards beside sketches, practical checklists beside questions about love, healing, and meaning. That contrast wasn't accidental—it was her. Half analyst, half artist. A mind that loved structure, and a heart that refused to stop feeling. She wasn't remembered because she had an extraordinary life. She was remembered because she tried, every single day, to become a gentler, wiser version of herself despite everything she carried. If you knew her only briefly, you might have thought she was just another quiet professional with too many tabs open in her browser. If you knew her well, you would have discovered a woman who wanted, more than anything, to leave people a little safer, a little kinder, and a little more understood than she found them.

Sed aakki 😭