Juliette Fulton

October 8, 1962, Kingstree, South Carolina · May 20, 2026, Miramar, Florida

Juliette Fulton had a gift that very few people carry through life: she made every person she encountered feel genuinely loved. Not in a passing way, but in the kind that stays with you. To everyone who knew her, she was the kind of light people gravitate toward without fully understanding why. She simply made the room warmer.

Born in Kingstree, South Carolina to George Fulton II and Daisy McClarry, Juliette grew into a lionhearted older sister, a devoted mother, and a grandmother whose love her grandchildren will carry for the rest of their lives. Giving was simply her nature. She never needed a reason to show up for someone, and she never needed to be asked twice.

Juliette was as competitive as she was kind, and she never just let anyone win. On a family trip to Orlando, she sat across from her granddaughter Kaylah at a card game and didn’t give an inch. She played to win, because that was how she loved: fully and without shortcuts.

For over 20 years, she shaped young minds at Miami Country Day School, where she gave her students far more than a curriculum. She gave them the quiet confidence that comes from knowing someone truly believes in you. That is the mark of a great educator, and Juliette was exactly that.

Her students knew that if the world felt like too much, her classroom was a safe place to land. She kept snacks on hand and open ears for the kids who needed a quiet moment and someone who wasn’t going to ask too many questions. That was Juliette.

Outside the classroom, Juliette lived fully. She earned her Bachelor of Science in Applied Psychology from the University of Phoenix, pursuing it with the same quiet determination she brought to everything else. She made candles, soaps, and bath bombs by hand, and rather than keep that joy to herself, she taught others how to do it too. Every Thanksgiving, she was out feeding the homeless, because that was just who she was. If there was a way to give, she found it. Her love extended well beyond her own. To the countless young people who needed a safe place, she became exactly that. An open door, a steady presence, a mother in every way that mattered.

 In 2017, she was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer. She met her diagnosis with grace, kept her joy intact, and never stopped pouring into the people around her even on the hardest days. For nearly nine years she endured, a testament to the quiet strength that lived underneath that big, unmistakable smile. She passed peacefully at her home in Miramar, Florida on May 20, 2026, surrounded by love. She had a way of looking you in the eye, smiling, and telling you everything was going to be okay. And the thing is, you believed her. Because she was always right.

Juliette is survived by her three sons: Jawann Fulton and his wife, Tahisia, Taqwann Fulton and his wife, Alexi, and Kashif Fulton; her grandchildren: Kaylah, Jules, and baby Zev; her sister and closest friend, Annette Fulton; her brothers King Pearson, George Fulton III (Larry), Travis Fulton, Isaiah Boges, and Keith Hicks; and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, and cherished friends who were family in every sense. She was preceded in death by her parents, George Fulton II and Daisy McClarry.

Those who knew Juliette know exactly what the world has lost. Those who didn’t can picture her clearly in the people she leaves behind.