Martha Kent
"You can't think like that Sakura." Clark murmured rubbing his hand up and down her back soothingly. "Our lives will always be dangerous you know that. But we can't take advantage of a single minute. Every chance at happiness we get we have to snatch it. Our memories…" Clark broke off thinking about his father. "My mother, much like you feel about…Kakashi and Sasuke…still loves and misses my father. She told me once that it hurts less when she remembers the times they had together—good and bad. To her as long as we're alive so is he."