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- She always adapted to who you needed her to be. As a kid, she was magic-- gifts, holidays, candy, movies. As a tween she was supportive, funny, honest and encouraging-- a place to escape from your parents and social issues. As a teen/in college she shared racy stories and joked about the mistakes she had made-- relatable, faultable, recoverable. As an adult she shared recipes, offered advice, listened and modeled compassion. What's more impressive is that she did this for 17 of us (plus dozens of others) simultaneously. She was an adaptive constant, never allowing her support or love waiver-- but meeting you exactly where you needed to be met.
- I remember her always being present-- something I'm not sure most of us can claim anymore with smartphones and work and so many other distractions. She was there to watch you, sit with you, talk with you, play with you. No phone, nowhere else to be, no one else to tend to. She never cut you off, ended dance performances early, told you she had to go, bailed at the last second, or let her stress become your stress. She was just there, 100% in the moment. The only thing you were interrupted by were her stories. She couldn't miss her stories. You could sit with her while she watched, but you had to be quiet (rest period).