James and Jasmine loved to buy each other gifts. They were as excited as little kids at Christmas!! They would try to out do each other ~ jewelry memorabilia special outings. It wasn't the things - I used to laugh that they could have just gone out to buy what they wanted because one would spend then the other. It was the playfulness of it all. It meant something much more valuable than the item it was the giving! I can hear James' voice ringing in my ears saying Jasmine's name .... It comes from the other room. Sometimes inquisitive, sometimes insistent or pleading; a long emphasis on the first syllable ~ JAAAS ~ min! I can hear the laughter and whispering, the joy they shared in one another. I will always have that sweet memory the sound of his voice his laughter his shy smile ..... He used to call me Jasmine's Mom. He didn't quite know how to relax with me while being deferential. I remember walking into her hospital room he was sitting on the bed - he said 'Jasmine's Mom!! Am I supposed to hug you?' I reached out and hugged him. He didn't have to ask again but he did still call me Jasmine's Mom :) Your life left an imprint on our hearts James, love Jasmine's Momk