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Reflective, I too can be
Thinking back, where I turned left when I should have turned right, to the what haves and the could have beens, the choices made in haste, the lot of it when something else, deserved the fight?
The choices made when in a tight spot. The lost souls because of mistakes made, by myself, by others, perhaps even he galaxy at hand. It was a war, all of us expendable, even if we didn’t think so back then, now even less so.
But some of us made it out, thankfully. A lot if being honest about it too. Myself among others now making it all come true - The life of freedom, of being free men, living our lives as we see fit to do.
In my book, there really is no use in dwelling on the what could have been. Best bet is to move on, salvage what can be salvaged all the while trying to keep sane when in the lows. As the high, will eventually follow.
Heh! Just a year ago someone told me I was mad to think this way. But look at me now! Look at me ever so happily sway!
Sitting here, on this beach oh so sublime, with food, drink, life feeling ever so fine. Surrounded by friends and family, new faces and old too.Brothers, others, all of them here with me, all of us together, never having thought this would ever come true.
But I dared to hope. Dreamt for the rest of them.
A better life I knew there to be awaiting for us. Some alive, yeah, some not. But, I know the others are with the Force now, they’re all good, living their ghostly lives. Of this of I am sure.
And me, my new family?
We’ll all be good too. Cause we have each other.
The future wide and open, the missions mostly over. With the small ops still run to save others of our kind. The fire, the rebellion continues even if for most of us, this is the respite we all needed.
On this island of peace, this sanctuary, we are all family.