"She will. Be loving and kind, I always say. If you keep doing that, then you have nothing to forgive for, and she will believe in you. You're still my nephew no matter what you have done as you are her son. And I believe in you."

He took a pause, in deep thought, a solemn expression. "I struggle the same, still wondering if I could have done differently before my own death. I could only blame my own blindness."