Ann, was 5 foot 2  inches – maybe. Before the steroids, she weighed 99lbs, after she weighed 102.  I don’t think that when I met her, that I understood that this “little” woman was going to be my step-mother.  But I can tell you now that I am so thankful for her.  Ann was able to bridge the gap between a 13 year old girl and her family.  She just made things easier. 
I think that kids always want their parents to get back together, but when my dad married Ann, I stopped wishing that.  As hard as my parents divorce was on me, if they hadn’t divorced I would have missed out on Ann.
I believe an appropriate term would be spunky.  And she was brave- you have 6 kids, see them to adulthood and then marry a man with a teenage girl. 
She had, had skin cancer in the past, and she was self conscious of the place one her calf where a “scoop” of flesh the size of a fist had been removed.  Every few months she would have to get little spots burned off of her body.  Before she was diagnosed she joked about odds of getting cancer of the leg.
This was also the lady that use to say, “If I ever get a lump, I’ll keep it!”  referring to her small chest.  Although when she was diagnosed with breast cancer she did have a mastectomy.  She got breast cancer three times, each breast and then the lungs.  It finally moved to her throat and that was the end of the end.  They gave her short odds and she beat them time and time again.  4 months became four years as treatments evolved and doctors acted innovatively to try and beat her cancer.
 She was a fantastic person and I feel blessed to have had her in my life.