Love, Mrs. Skywalker

October 19th, 22BBY

Dear Diary,

      My sister and nieces are on their way back home. They've just left and Varykino already seems too quiet.

      The lodge just doesn't seem the same in autumn. The rose bushes are closed and the sunny sky becomes less bright every day.

     Without any company, my mind begins thinking about how much I miss Anakin. Not that I haven't been missing him already, but when I'm all alone, one feeling begins to take over. Fear.

    I don't like thinking about how he is in constant danger. It scares me.

    I've written a list of the questions I wish I wonder, and questions I actually wonder...

      What I Wish I Wonder...

    Does he really think about me all the time?
   Does he wonder if I think of him?
   Does he have time to write stupid lists?
   Will he be home soon?
   Does he remember to charge R2 often?
     What I REALLY Wonder...

   Is he still alive?
  Is he still alive?
  Is he still alive?

I know I shouldn't think like that, but I have no way of knowing if I will ever see my husband again! Wouldn't that scare any wife?

    I'm going outside to get some fresh air.

                                         Love, Mrs. Skywalker