Losing my older sister to cancer several years ago. She positively impacted so many lives be it family, friends, her high school students, church associates, and a smattering of others that happened to cross her path.
One example is when she pulled into her long gravel driveway to her country home back in the woods. A car was parked along the side containing two German travelers (here in the USA). Since she had learned German in school and lived in Vienna for a semester, she was able to ask them what they were doing and then invited them back to her home for the night. They were fed and slept near the wood-burning stove in the living room vs. camping down in their car.
About a year after her death, I ran across a website that posted about teachers that were appreciated. Several mentioned my sister. I sent them private messages to ask why. The responses painted a portrait of her personality. She held high expectations, and it wasn’t often truly appreciated until they moved on in their lives.
For me, rarely a day goes by where “What would she do or say?” doesn’t come into play. Even beyond death, she still guides me.