" It is a single perfect memory. A goodbye that gives me peace and courage. Her courage. If I ever have a sliver of it, I will be lucky. Be brave. It was the last thing she said to me in this world, and I wish I'd told her that her courage would always guide me. In my dreams, I say I love you. I tell her every day how she shaped me, how she taught me to stand up and find my woman's voice, even in this man's world. This is how my love for her goes on: in moments remembered and moments imagined. It's how I keep her alive. Hers is the voice in my conscience. I see the world, at least in part, through her eyes. Her story- which is the story of a time and land and the indomitable will of a people- is my story; two lives woven together, and like any good story, ours will begin and end and being again. Love is what remains. "

― Kristin Hannah , The Four Winds