She was everything
As a child I used to watch her at the piano captivated by her talent and ease of playing, the music came to her so effortlessly and I knew I had to learn, my older brother Scott was already having lessons and she had helped him perfect his growing talent, but I felt left out and wanted to show I had something in me. One evening I walked over to the grand object and sat down on the stool, I rested my fingers on the keys and started to memorise where they would move to. I pressed a note down and the music flooded into my soul, my foot flexed on the pedal as I brought the improvisation into the deeper caverns of music and I closed my eyes, then she approached me, "this is beautiful Virgil, you've been watching me."

She was everything
My teenage years came and I took up art studies at school, my grades were getting better and I was creating work like no other student, I came home from school and she said it all came from the heart and that I had a natural talent in artwork, I, being too modest at the time, simply said "it was nothing" I wish I had said more, the talent had come from her.

She was everything
My reason for bravery, the reason I could be a rock on missions, without the confidence I had gained from her, I would be collapsing on every mission, save having my brothers around me to catch my fall.
I thought back to the very first mission and how proud dad had been of me, saying I succeeded because of her, I think about it now and I can't help but cry.
Oh mum, you were everything to me, without you I'd just be Virgil Tracy with nothing next to my name.