First message
I remember what I thought the first time my son introduced me to her.“Shes too good for him”.Actually,I thought she was too good for anyone.the way she spoke,and laughed,and smiled,even the way she held a fork drew me in.i had to remind myself that this was a good thing,a great thing.my son deserved someone that was a good person and cared for him.but I couldn’t stop myself from thinking, that if she was mine.id treat her so much better then my son does.