April 11, 2048

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This lack of communication between me and Dad is tearing me apart. It's like the worst breakups I've experienced in my life combined, amplified by a hundred times knowing it's my father. Sure, it's not going to be permanent; I know him and I'm sure he will come around, but I'm running out of time on Earth. I don't want to spend all that time not speaking to him.

The toughest part of all of this is that I can't even be mad at him. I'm the one being selfish here. I'm sacrificing years with my family so that I can have the chance to be a part of the mission to discover alien life.

It would be one thing if I truly felt the mission could not run without me, but the truth is the team would be just fine without me. I'm not even selling myself short. I understand me and Richard's research was essential back in the planning phase of the mission. Afterall, we evaluated hundreds of ideal sites to search for life on Europa, and this mission would be landing in the middle of three zones that we identified as prime targets for alien life.

The thing is that part of the experiment is already complete. The truth is I don't know how necessary I even am. Deep down I am going because I want to be a part of this mission. As a result, my father is right. I am selfish.

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