A Walk to Remember

now believe, by the way, that miracles can happen.

“I can no more give Jamie away than I can give away my heart. But what I can do is to let another share in the joy that she has always given me. May God’s blessings be with you both.”

It was, I remembered thinking, the most difficult walk anyone ever had to make.
In every way, a walk to remember.

Jamie was not only the angel who saved Tom Thornton, she was the angel who saved us all.

Jamie was more than just the woman I loved. In that year Jamie helped me become the man I am today. With her steady hand she showed me how important it was to help others; with her patience and kindness she showed me what life is really all about. Her cheerfulness and optimism, even in times of sickness, was the most amazing thing I have ever witnessed.

“Will you marry me?”

That night I cried on my father’s shoulder for the first time in my life

That,” I said, “is exactly how I feel about you.”

Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people’s sins, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes.
Jamie was the truest essence of that very description.

My mother, I couldn’t help but think as I watched her do it, had scored before I did.