I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Death has been shown to be rarely the final step, in these times.
The question is, how grateful should I be? I had hoped for some measure of peace once I had finally passed. Finally, truly, reunited with my people.
With my family.
And at that, I am not at my second home, Earth, either. At least, not truly mine. A different Earth, familiar, but different, in those small spots.
In those important pieces.
But the fact remains - I am alive, and I am here.
I had a duty before, and it remains the same.
I had hoped for my peace, but I will not abandon that responsibility so selfishly.
Hello.
It's a pleasure to meet you all.