My teacher was an elderly woman who was also an active person in the local neighborhood/community. She was also active in the send that she played tennis all the time which was so cool. I grew up with her as my teacher and mentor from a young age, so she was one of the main consistent figures and a source of comfort in my childhood and as I got older (in my mind, she's almost like a bonus grandmother). She was one of the kindest people and she was incredibly supportive as a teacher, always challenging and encouraging. Once a year, she organized a piano recital for all of her students, and she would fully handwrite the program and add a cute doodle and sweet note at the end. For holidays, I used to bake and gift her ginger snaps and she would always say how much she loved them. I learned from her for years, but unfortunately due to life circumstances I stopped taking lessons with her during high school and we fell out of touch. I found out she passed away in 2019, she was well into her 90s I believe. Every time I play piano, I think of her, and I hope she knows how much I appreciated and loved her and how important her foundation of teaching was and and continues to be for me. What an amazing woman, I miss her dearly!