My mother was a true Mother. She loved at all times. Her children was a priority in her life, the only thing that was more than her love for her children was the love for her God, Jesus Christ. My mother loved to tell the story of how her soul was saved. It was because of her first child, Keisha (me). I became gravely ill and the doctors couldn't do anything for me except to watch me die. My mother Jenny Shaw was at the hospital day and night, she kissed me, hugged me, talk to me and was the perfect mother. She also prayed for me...when she needed help, my mom went to our Church in Rose Heights at the time and asked for all to pray. The ladies and gentlemen at the time pointed to the hospital and cried out to God and God answered. She made a promise to God,  to give her life to God. Jenny did gave her whole heart and life to God. Nothing happened overnight, however, the road she deceided to take lead her in the arms of the Lord. My mother was strong, kind, loving, giving, a fighter for the Lord, a excellent mother, and a forgiving, loving yet wonderful wife. My mom always told me to stand in love never fall. But fall in love with Jesus. She loved life and love having a great time. She hated being bored. She was a independant young mother who started building her own house. My mother has been through ups and downs in life but she never failed to kiss me and hug me and tell me with tears how much she loved me. I was never the best daughter but in my mother's eyes I was perfect. She loved hard and played even harder for the Lord. To God be the Glory. God bless the day little Jenny James was born for she was a pleasure and a complete joy to have had in my life.