No, it was not a typo. Yes, you heard it right. Amelia's middle name is James. You should see the looks I get when I tell people her name. Sometimes, before they even ask, "Wait. What? James?" or have time to think I'm crazy, I just start into the story of where I got it. She was named after a very dear friend of mine. I met Jamie, or for short, James, in middle school and we were fast friends. (Actually, we went to preschool together, but I only discovered that in high school when I found a class photo from way back when.) We hung out all the time. She was so quiet, but the friendliest person you'd ever meet. She could always make me laugh. She was gorgeous, but never knew it. She had more emotional strength than anyone should ever have to have. She had the biggest heart and so much compassion for people with disabilities. She would help anyone who needed it. She had a beautiful soul. Jamie loved her family, friends, and God. She was my very best friend.
Sadly, Jamie was killed in a car accident November 6th, 1998. After having time to deal with this tragedy, it dawned on me that I could help her memory live on forever. I would name my first daughter after her. It was the least I could do for such an amazing person and friend. I can't wait to tell Amelia all about her. If she grows up to be even remotely like Jamie, I'll consider myself blessed!
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