My mom and dad died early and I haven't felt any affection since I was a kid.
After being with Susan, she took me to meet her parents early.
The Johanssen Family parents were kind, simple and thoughtful and considerate.
Never because of my family condition was not good and belittle me, but really took me as their own children like love.
The year I went to graduate school, Susan took a good care of me. She always brought her parents handmade food to see me.
Four dishes and one soup—every meal was a thoughtful blend of meat and vegetables.
Margareth had even gone out of her way to learn how to prepare my favorite dishes.
The Johanssen Family had treated me with kindness and warmth, embracing me with a sincerity that came from the bottom of their hearts.
When Susan and I got married, I had nothing. No job, no car, no house—I couldn’t even afford my own tuition. The Johanssen family paid for everything.
During our wedding banquet, some of Susan’s relatives openly mocked me, sneering at my lack of accomplishments.
The Johanssen Family’s parents, however, had stood by me unwaveringly. Anthony had spoken up in front of everyone, his voice firm and resolute.