A lot of people shaped Jean into the woman she was at present.

A lot of important people - some fleeting, some constant, some eternal - passed through her life and Jean was grateful for each and every one. They helped her throughout her journey from Jean Mary Randall - a stubborn, loud girl who wanted to see the world, with sun-kissed chestnut curls and heavy freckled skin, bright eyes and big grins - to Jean Blake - councilwoman and investigator, perfectly dressed and poised, but never too proud to help others when they needed it or call them on their bullshit.

She'd had other pit stops along the way to Councilwoman Blake; Jean Randall turned into Jean Beazley - a young bride and mother, calloused hands and thin features, her smile a little less likely to cross her face, but she loved with all her heart. Mrs. Beazley - the respected (and pitied) war widow, never a hair out of place, quiet and solemn as she worked in the tuck shop, and later Dr. Blake's surgery.

Mrs. Beazley turned back into Jean the more time she spent with Lucien and the people he brought through the house. She smiled more, she laughed more, became bolder in her choices - her opinions and morals loosened up a bit as she was exposed to more and more lifestyles. After marrying Lucien, Jean became Jeannie Blake - a doctor's wife, more confident, more open with her smiles and love, who pushed into politics to make things right for other women in Ballarat. Jeannie Blake became Councilwoman Blake - her voice sharper, her stance stubborn as she held her ground in a room of men who sought to push her back down.

She'd been on such a journey to find herself, and while at her core she remained the same, Jean was always changing - adapting to her life and whatever circumstances fate threw at her. So long as she was proud of herself, Jean could remain confident in her choices and actions. So many people helped her to this point: her mother, her daughter, her mother-in-law, Mattie, Joy, Alice, Mei Lin, Rose, Li, and Jean herself. As Jean continued her delve into politics and investigating alongside Alice and Matthew, she kept their lessons close to her heart - drawing on them whenever life got confusing or draining. The lessons were with her always, and they would remain with her long after the people left.

She was Jean Mary Randall Beazley Blake, and she wouldn't have it any other way.