Maura was the most interesting person I'd ever met (honestly, probably still the most interesting person I have ever met). We only went to middle school together for maybe two or three years, but she instantly became one of my best friends during that time. I remember a lot of laughter whenever we were together.
Although we fell out of contact in more recent years, Maura is and will always be one of the brightest, most powerfully shining parts of my memories from a frustrating and uncomfortable age. She made me feel seen and safe and accepted, and exactly right just the way I was. She made me feel like I was brilliant too, just by nature of being in her presence.
I don't know if I have specific memories anymore, but I have many snapshots and impressions of time together. I can see us sitting on a bus together. Hear her giggle at something maniacal we've just done. Playing music together (a talent both of us tried to hide, once upon a time). Drinking coffee in the sun while she tells me every single detail about the science behind cutting weight (for boxing, which I have no experience in, and probably never will, but any information Maura shared with me always felt like small treasures, fascinating, sparkly, given and collected). I remember her pestering me to play a specific passage she loved from a Chopin piece, one more time, for the hundredth time, and me hounding her one summer to send more mp3 files of her singing.
Once, we went to the old Rio Grande train station when it was completely empty, sat on opposite ends of the cavernous hall, and held so still and silent until we could hear each other whisper.
Maura from my memories was brilliant, sharp, somehow excellent at everything, also sensitive, kind, an amazing storyteller, and deeply caring. During the times we did touch points in adulthood, she was always doing a million unique and fascinating things, and always in the middle of helping someone. The Maura that lives in my brain is casually outlining a detailed plan for world domination and dismantling all the injustice that ever existed. I still haven't fully processed that she's not here anymore. I'm so sorry to Mary, Jeff, Kate, and the countless other family and friends who deeply feel this loss. Maura has made a lasting impression in my heart.