Sierra actually smiled upon hearing that first comment. "Thanks," she said, the smile reaching her eyes. "I needed that." She looked at her mother and returned the smirk that only a mother and daughter could share. "Now that I'd like to see," she half-joked. "You know what's really bad? Hearing all this, I'm actually feeling sorry for him." She hated that she'd care if something happened to him.

Then the conversation finally turned to what Sierra had been looking for all along--her mother's wisdom and love. Sierra looked at her mom with wide, observant eyes as she listened and nodded along. "I'm sorry Daddy left you when you were younger, but you know, you're right about one thing. You and I were meant to be mom and daughter, but you didn't want kids when I would have been born to you," she pointed out. "So Daddy had to leave you for a while, but when he came back, he brought you me."

Then the talk turned to Kennedy again, but this time, Sierra felt a little stronger talking about him. "Maybe I'll go pro, and I'll meet someone on the road," she said. "Or...in the air." She smiled. "Whatever you call it when you travel with your team." It seemed strange to think about a time when she wouldn't always be at home with her mom and dad, but hopefully home would always be home, and nobody wanted to stay on the road all the time.

"I love you, Mom," she said.