Ten agonizing years have passed since I last saw my Angel. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of her. The way she looks like...smells...feels. Nope not one day goes buy were I do not think of my sweet Angel. El amor de mi vida. Though how much the Jedi order would like me too especially Obi-Wan.
Since I've joined the order the have been telling me one thing. Let go... And I've tried to even though it's been painful but I have tried but I can't seem to do it. I don't want to. But she's the only one that brings me peace and hope.
They've told me to let go of my past, my attachments, everything that made me who I was before the Jedi. My question to them was why. Those things gave me comfort they brought me comfort. They provide me the motivation to get out of bed and train each day. Especially her. Everything I do, I do for her. I do it for them so that when I go and set them free, they will be proud of the man I've become and of the person I've become.
