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I have started this several times but somehow everything I said just sounded off. So I'll simply share my first memory of Anj -- aside from being a fan of her writing, which was how I had first learned her name.
When I was new to the Harry Potter fandom, I had a tendency to participate in everything I saw linked from my flist or the newsletters -- memes, discussions, you name it. One day, I stumbled upon a post where Anj was offering people the chance to unload their worries -- I don't remember the occasion but I know it was early spring 2005. I was going through a bit of a rough patch at the time, so I commented, because I figured it wouldn't matter or inconvenience anyone -- it wasn't as though Anj was going to reply to all those comments she was receiving. Except she did reply, and she was ten thousand per cent supportive, and it wasn't just *hugs*, either -- she reflected on what I'd said, and made me feel like she really understood where I was coming from, even though we'd never really spoken before.
Though we got to know each other more later on that year, at TWH, and in the time that followed, that first direct interaction forever coloured my perception of Anj. She was the most generous, loving, kind person you could ever meet. She approached everything with her eyes and mind wide open, and she made everything she touched a little bit brighter. She was easy to talk to, easy to love, respect, and admire, and she taught bitter cynics like me to believe in the kindness of strangers. A part of me still can't believe she's gone.
Much love and strength to her family, to her friends, and everyone else who loved Anj.
When I was new to the Harry Potter fandom, I had a tendency to participate in everything I saw linked from my flist or the newsletters -- memes, discussions, you name it. One day, I stumbled upon a post where Anj was offering people the chance to unload their worries -- I don't remember the occasion but I know it was early spring 2005. I was going through a bit of a rough patch at the time, so I commented, because I figured it wouldn't matter or inconvenience anyone -- it wasn't as though Anj was going to reply to all those comments she was receiving. Except she did reply, and she was ten thousand per cent supportive, and it wasn't just *hugs*, either -- she reflected on what I'd said, and made me feel like she really understood where I was coming from, even though we'd never really spoken before.
Though we got to know each other more later on that year, at TWH, and in the time that followed, that first direct interaction forever coloured my perception of Anj. She was the most generous, loving, kind person you could ever meet. She approached everything with her eyes and mind wide open, and she made everything she touched a little bit brighter. She was easy to talk to, easy to love, respect, and admire, and she taught bitter cynics like me to believe in the kindness of strangers. A part of me still can't believe she's gone.
Much love and strength to her family, to her friends, and everyone else who loved Anj.