I remember the first time I met her .. I was 7 , and at the time I didn’t wanna accept the fact that I was gonna have a step dad. I was scared and hurt by others before that were “called” step dad. But James was trying prove to me that he did love my mom. I remember meeting her and shaking her hand saying it was nice to meet you, her smile light the room up and told me it was ok to not accept people in yet and 2 years later I let James become a second father to me. I remember I was admitted and I thought I gone crazy.. but she would always call me and say it was ok that I had to be strong because I’m strong and I remember her voice telling me that i got this and can do it.. I will forever cherish the memories of when I cried so hard that nothing will calm me down but her always saying some snarky joke that would make me laugh. I love her so much and thank her for excepting as one of her own.