Hello, Starbuck. It's Ahab.
People would say to me, life is short - kids, they grow up fast, before you know it, it's over. I never listened. To me life went at a proper pace, there were rewards until the moment that I knew, I understood, I would never see you again. My little girl. Then my life felt as if it had been the length of one breath, one heartbeat. I never knew how much I loved my daughter until I could never tell her. At that moment I would have traded every medal, every commendation, every promotion for one more second with you.
We'll be together again, Starbuck. But not now.
Soon.
This was a vision, fresh and clear as a mountain stream, The mind revealing itself to itself.
In my vision, I was on the veranda of a vast estate, a palazzo of some fantastic proportion.
There seemed to emanate from it a light from within, this gleaming, radiant marble.
I'd known this place. I had in fact been born and raised there. This was my first return.
A reunion with the deepest well-springs of my being.
Wandering about, I noticed happily that the house had been immaculately maintained.
There'd been added a number of additional rooms, but in a way that blended so seamlessly with the original construction, one would never detect any difference. Returning to the house's grand foyer, there came a knock at the door. My son was standing there. He was happy and carefree, clearly living a life of deep harmony and joy. We embraced, a warm and loving embrace, nothing withheld. We were, in this moment, one. My vision ended and I awoke with a tremendous feeling of optimism and confidence in you and your future.
That was my vision of you.
I'm so glad to have had this opportunity to share it with you.
I wish you nothing but the very best in all things.
That was my vision of you.
I'm so glad to have had this opportunity to share it with you.
I wish you nothing but the very best in all things.
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