Written Sept 25, 2018

After we reconnected at the Silver Spring metro that one morning, Jim became one of the few people who remembered I was there during my unemployment, my family’s rejection of my wedding and abandonment after my layoff in late 2017.

When the day came to sell my car last summer, he offered to drive me home CarMax, seeing as I’d have no other way without the vehicle.

During the final transaction, Jim saw the agent try to short me $3k on the car for a bureaucratic technicality. He pretended to be my husband, so he could jump in and argue on my behalf. He worked at a law firm and knew a thing or two about contracts.

It was solely because of Jim that I got the full price for the car, which was a huge deal because I still had no stable employment then. And even afterward, he stood with me as I did the hard work of rebuilding my life after losing my job and my parents sold the child home without telling me to be w my brother in Denver.

He had my back when no one else did. He was so special to me.

I’ll truly never be able to replace him.
We talked every other week, and I will never be the same knowing he’s no longer there beside me.