" Kate lost a mother," I said, " but I lost a nothing." Kate doesn't feel that way," Jack assured me.But what about everybody else besides Kate? How can I ever explain to anyone what she was when she and I had no name? People need names for everything. I wasn't a relative or a friend, I was just an object of her kindness." . I buried my face in his shoulder.True kindness is stabilizing," I went on. " When you feel it and when you express it, it becomes the whole meaning of things. Like all there is to achieve. It's life, demystified. A place out of self, a network of simple pleasures, not a waltz, but like whirls within a waltz." You're the one now," Jack said definitively. " That's why you met her. She had something she had to pass on." (p. 95) "