May the Fourth be with You!
And Happy PadMay! In honor of these two events, I wanted to write a little something featuring our Queen, and process some things in my own life. I used today's Chesterton Challenge prompt from @inklings-challenge, although Star Wars style ;)
On days where the HoloNet was filled with holojournal articles filled with the Clone Wars’ worst atrocities across the galaxy, and it seemed like she barely even had time to enjoy her morning caf before having to don her own form of battle armor, Padme wondered if it was all worth it. If anything she did would ever make a difference in the relentless onslaught of violence they faced each day.
On days where she woke up and the pain in her head was like lightning splitting her brain in two, she wanted to close the blinds and crawl back into bed, she wondered if it was all worth it. She wondered what would happen on the day her body told her no, you absolutely cannot work today, you must rest, and what the meddroids would say.
On days where she wanted to cry and comm her mom and jump on her starship to head home to Naboo, to the safety of her mother’s arms and her niblings’ laughter and her hometown, she wondered if it was all worth it. Her niece didn’t understand what she did, not yet. When she was old enough to, would she still look at her aunt the same way?
And yet she kept working, kept trying, at least. She prayed and did her breathing exercises and listened to calming music. She appreciated each moment with her handmaidens, with Anakin, with her fellow Senators, and tried not to take any of them for granted. She tried to tell each of them how important they all were to her.
Maybe the holojournals would forget about Padme Amidala after she retired. Maybe history would remember her as one voice among many.
She would have to find a way to say it was worth it in the end, that she lived her life according to the hope that love and goodness would endure.
