This line really strikes at the heart of how we often come to understand people, especially our parents, long after they’re gone.

It’s like peeling back layers of a person you thought you knew, only to find out they were more complex than you ever imagined.

The idea that someone could outlive so many and still maintain such unwavering loyalty is both admirable and almost eerie, especially in a world where relationships can be so transactional.

It’s a reminder that sometimes the quiet, mysterious ones have the richest, most untold stories.

Thanks for sharing!