Remembering Andrew Nicholson: Legacy of Grace, Strength, and Wisdom

When I think about Andrew Nicholson, the very first thing that comes to mind is his radiant smile—one that felt permanently etched on his face. It wasn’t just a pleasant expression; it was a reflection of who he was. His presence had a way of making any room feel warmer, more welcoming, and somehow calmer.

Just being near him felt like a deep exhale after holding your breath too long. Andrew had this remarkable ability to find the positive in almost any situation. And if optimism wasn’t possible, he still had a gift for offering thoughtful, wise, and constructive perspectives. He never came across as naïve or dismissive of challenges. He just somehow knew how to navigate them with grace. That grace was just one part of the larger picture. 

Andrew embodied strength, intelligence, calmness, confidence, hard work, and passion—all balanced with a humility that made it easy to talk to him. He was generous with his time and presence, always willing to engage in meaningful conversation. Even though most of our conversations happened more than a decade ago, they left an impact I still feel today. I always walked away having learned something, or at least having seen things in a new light. 

What I appreciated most, perhaps, was how accepted I felt in his presence. I’ve shared before that I often feel like I’m awkward or out of place. With Andrew, that weight lifted a little. He had this gift of making you feel seen—not judged, not evaluated, just seen. I didn’t feel the need to perform or hide parts of myself. He made it easier to drop the masks we all wear. 

I’m incredibly grateful for the time I had with him, even if it was brief in the grand scheme of life. His impact endures. 

To his family: my heart is with you. I send my deepest condolences and wishes for comfort and peace. Rest in peace, Andrew. Thank you for the memories, the conversations, and the friendship.