There is nothing left of her now save for the world she loved with all of her being. I will never hear her voice, feel her presence, or know her thoughts again, but I will keep her safe in my memories and do my best to protect all that she held so dear.
Ah, but if you hold those memories of her inside of you, doesn't that mean part of her is still with you? I have always considered the memories I have of others a small piece of them that lives within me for as long as I live.
[And memories shared with others of a person who is no longer living allows them to live within that person as well. In hindsight, Regis can't understand why he didn't apply this more to his own son and the memories of his mother. At least here, he can make up for that failing.]
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[And memories shared with others of a person who is no longer living allows them to live within that person as well. In hindsight, Regis can't understand why he didn't apply this more to his own son and the memories of his mother. At least here, he can make up for that failing.]