Today makes it 11 years since my mom passed away. 🥺💔💜
I was only 13.😔
She died from Hepatitis B, and honestly, I don’t think a 13-year-old can ever truly understand what it means to lose their mother.
I just remember life changing.
One day she was here.
Then suddenly, she wasn’t.
And somehow, life was expected to keep moving.
11 years have passed, but there are still moments where I wish I could just sit with her one more time.
Not for anything big.
I just want to say thank you.
Thank you for bringing me into this world.
Thank you for every sacrifice you made for me.
Thank you for the love I probably didn’t understand enough when I was younger.
I wish I had known that those moments were moments I would one day desperately want back.
Now I’m here, older, trying to build something for myself, chasing dreams, navigating Web3, taking losses, getting back up and figuring life out.
And sometimes I wonder what she would say if she could see me now.
Would she be proud?
I hope so.
Losing your mother at 13 teaches you something about life very early:
Nothing is guaranteed.
So please, if your parents are still here, don’t wait.
Call them.
Hug them.
Check on them.
Tell them you love them.
Tell them you appreciate them.
Say the things you think you’ll have time to say later.
Because sometimes, later never comes.
I would give anything for one more conversation with my mom.
One more hug.
One more “I love you.”
One more chance to say:
“Mom, thank you for everything.”
11 years later, I still miss you.
I still carry you with me.
And wherever you are, I hope you’re proud of the person I’m becoming.
I love you, Mom. 🤍
my $ORBIO bag is worth over $1M+ now
most people wouldve sold a long time ago
im still sitting here thinking about how much higher this can go...
there is something completely fucked about looking at seven figures in one bag and still not feeling satisfied...
some people see $1m and start looking for the exit
i see $1m and wonder whats next
still holding...