When you love someone you let them take care of you.
Maybe a mother wasn't what she seemed to be on the surface.
If it is possible to die of grief then why on earth can't someone be healed by happiness?
You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.
Perhaps he d always known that the truth of a person lies in the heart.
The best thing about endings is knowing that just ahead is the daunting task to start over.