She was a patron saint of the peripheral.
Anthropology was the science that gave her the platform from which she surveyed, scolded and beamed at the world.
Parents, however old they and we may grow to be, serve among other things to shield us from a sense of our doom. As long as they are around, we can avoid the fact of our mortality; we can still be innocent children.
I have come to esteem history as a component of friendships. In my case at least friendships are not igneous but sedimentary.
Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family: Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.