Memory Item: Dad's Ring

Listen, sweetheart. Tonight, I feel there’s so much I need to talk to you about. It’s strange, isn’t it? For all we know, I could be joining you as soon as tomorrow.

Today, our son’s getting married. His fiancee is too good for the fool. She’s got a big heart and a good head on her shoulders. Like father, like son, they say. Actually, she reminds me a little of you.

They both seem happy. Just like we were at their age. But even so, I really am an awful parent. I just can’t…accept it.

I bet you want to say I’m being silly. They’re starting a whole new life. So much to look forward to…And yet, to have it be stolen away like this… there’s no way I can accept that.

…But I know. No matter what I think about it, I have to give them my blessing. After all, I’ll be the only one at the ceremony to congratulate them.

I know. I know it’s wrong to think this way….but I just can’t help…

Are you listening up there? If you…If you were alive…do you think you’d be able to smile and wish them well with a clear conscience?

– Fragile Dreams: Farewell Ruins of the Moon