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In Honor of Deb

Deb’s story began in a small New York town, carried forward by the steady hands of her grandparents and the warm cadence of choir lofts and Sunday mornings. At twelve, she crossed the map to Florida and built a life marked by quiet strength, faithful work, and a heart that never stopped creating.

For thirty‑six years she served her community with diligence and grace, rising from Clerk Typist II to Administrative Operations Coordinator — not through ambition, but through reliability, kindness, and the simple power of showing up every day with integrity.

She was a mother, a mother‑in‑law, and a grandmother whose love was woven into the daily rhythms of her family. She was a storyteller who began writing long before she ever put words on a page, and in time she brought her imagination into the world through her first published book. Her creativity was not loud; it was lived. It was the way she saw people, the way she listened, the way she carried memory and meaning.

Deb was the quiet center of her home — steady, thoughtful, gentle, and true. She was the partner who walked beside me since 2002, the one whose presence shaped my days and whose faithfulness shaped my life. Her story was not defined by titles or timelines, but by the way she loved, the way she endured, and the way she brought warmth into every room she entered.

Her passing left a silence that does not resolve, only softens. Yet even in that silence, her life continues to steady me. The shape of her kindness remains, the memory of her courage remains, and the blessing of her love remains. I carry her forward not as an absence, but as a presence that has changed me forever.

This space on TimCentral exists to honor her — not as a character in my story, but as the heart of it. Her life was a blessing I carry forward, a legacy of gentleness and strength, and a reminder that the truest stories are the ones lived quietly, faithfully, and well.