I needed some time to think about this, and I’m still thinking now.
Here’s two.
Adirondackwannabe encouraged me to keep writing at a time when I really needed that outlet. He kept sending me messages, simply refuting all my self-doubt and calling me “kiddo”. He was so kind. I was dealing with my parents’ divorce (not fun, even as an adult), and he helped me focus on other things.
When Gail died, one of Fluther’s servers (fittingly) went down. The rest of the moderation team were on vacation and/or working in their real jobs. I was all alone, very reluctant to bother Ben, and completely overwhelmed by all the concerned messages and posts of frustration.
Lisa jumped straight back into action, contacting anybody who might be able to help. Then she wrote a post, something like “Please bear with longgone and be patient…she’s sort of on her own at the moment.”
That really touched me. Lisa was grieving herself, but she sensed that I had too much on my plate, and she was there to help until the issue was resolved.