She loved everyone deeply and was not quick to judge. She made friends easily and laughed raucously! Cynthia was probably the silliest of all of us. She could keep up with the Happy Gilmore, Billy Madison, and Anchorman references. She could always make my girls smile (and surprisingly even get them to finish their meals!)...
Some of my most tender memories of Cynthia are from her becoming the caregiver to Grandma Laura. Laughing with Grandma, making jokes for her, teasing her, changing and feeding her, being her connection to family when others were absent. Cynthia loved and served in capacities no one else could match.
Cynthia was strong. Stronger than any of us. She lived through many abuses in her life, and overcame. She was challenged in classroom learning, but still made a career for herself through using her big heart and talent for caring.
Cynthia always fought to defend her brothers. When one of us was in trouble growing up, got hurt, or was just sad, Cynthia would take up their cause, feel with and for them, and battle for them if there was injustice to stand up against. She always protected her family from threats and danger, and bore weights that no one else could handle.
It is a tragedy to have her beautiful life taken from this world. We will remember Cynthia always and also speak up to help others get out of abusive situations...
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