A/N: Okay, so I have always wondered what kind of a woman Kurt's mother was, and I think that it's sad that the show hasn't really focused all that much on what kind of a woman she was. Well, however, here is my take on what kind of a woman she was – seen through the eyes of all the Glee kids.
There will be no long chapters in this fic, so don't keep your hopes up. Also, my writing is a bit off, because I haven't written anything fictional since I finished JTMYH, so that's where you have that.
Enjoy! :)
Prologue
Elizabeth Hummel was a special woman in so many ways. She had the most intense charisma anyone in Lima had ever seen – especially from a person actually living in Lima. Seriously, living there didn't exactly do wonders for anyone's positive attitude.
One thing about Elizabeth Hummel was that she never seemed to complain about anything. She always seemed to be completely fine with her circumstances, even if she was living in Lima. She carried a positive attitude towards almost anything, and for as long as you behaved respectably towards her, she would behave respectably towards you. With a few exceptions mainly consisting of ignorant bigots, of course. She wasn't very tolerant towards them.
Everyone who met her felt like she gave them something.
So yes, Elizabeth Hummel never have turned 35 years old, but she changed more lives with her glowing personality and enchanting charisma than most people do in 100 years of living.
And after her death, the people whose lives she somewhat changed, wished that they had got the chance to tell her just how much she had meant to them.
But you know what they say; you don't know what you got until it's gone. And when Elizabeth Hummel lost the battle against cancer at 34 years old, she left behind a husband and an 8-year-old son. But she also left behind a bunch of other people, who wished they had told her just how much she helped them, but couldn't really find it in them to do so in her lifetime.
Not only because they didn't know her all that well, but also because those people weren't older than her own son at the time.
If there is one thing you can say about Elizabeth Hummel, it is that she noticed people, and she noticed things about people that few others, even if they happened to be related to them, noticed. She noticed that sometimes those who deserve help the least are the ones who need it the most, she noticed that sometimes those who put on a smile for everybody, are maybe those who are falling apart inside.
And she knew that hiding your true emotions in many cases could be an act of selflessness.
She saw people, even if they were only kids, and her wonderful lack of obliviousness would turn out to make a real impact before she left this earth at a much too young age.
A/N: That's a wrap on the first chapter! Like I said, it isn't long like some of the other fics I've written, but next chapter will probably be a bit longer.
