I lost a friend today. A very very dear friend. A friend that taught me that you gotta live everyday like its your last. A friend that inspired me to take more photos, to travel more.
I met Rachel a few years ago on tumblr. A few of you probably knew her as blnkpgs back in the day.
I had the privilege of meeting her only once in my lifetime. We met in New York, at Momofuku. I remember walking in and instantly recognising her.. she looked exactly the way I had imagined… Jeans, tshirt, converse shoes and long dark hair. We talked about everything, while we ate ramen and I remember telling her how I sucked at using chopsticks. She showed me how, and while I was still holding the chopsticks correctly she told me, “take a picture, that way you’ll always remember”.
Rachel’s been quite ill for the past two years (cancer & ESRD), but she lived more, with one kidney, than any one of us could ever imagine. In her 30 years, she traveled way more than anyone could in 80. She was one of the most inspiring and kind hearted people I’ve ever met.
I’ve been pretty shattered ever since I found out this morning. 2013 was supposed to be the year we met again. We already had a destination picked out, Bangkok.
Rach, you were a great friend to the few people that you allowed in your life, and I’ve cherished every moment of knowing you.
I miss you. x
