Last Farewell
This day is done, and we pass into a future already permanently altered, folding the day's events into our hearts and minds. We have bade our last farewell, given a nod to the past, while simultaneously, though tentatively, accepting the future. We bow our heads in the acknowledgement that we are now unequivocally a generation on our own, a generation that must either offer wisdom or else pretend we know it. Too much depends on this eternal fiction that must now transform into an ever-recurring truth.I say a last farewell: Mother, Father, frail humans who did the best they could with the adventure Aslan sent them. If we do better, it is only because we carefully watched your footsteps and saw where and how you strove against the pitiless winds of existence, dealt with every success and triumph, how you were forged and tempered on the anvil of God.
If we do not, is only because we closed our eyes and ignored the lessons we were taught.
Thanks be to God.