In light of everything that has happened I have decided to begin a journal of my thoughts and our lives after the war. I have entitled this the Journal of the Phoenix because, like the beautiful phoenix, we are picking ourselves up from the ashes of our world and carrying on.
I hope that someday this may be read in times of great trials and adversity to give the reader the comfort of knowing what we have been through and that we were able to overcome it despite everything.
~Hermione J. Granger
15 days post the final battle:
Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.
Buddha
With all of the funerals over and the most dangerous of the wreckage cleaned up, we're left to our thoughts….and at this point I'm not sure that's at all a good thing. The pain is all still too fresh and the wounds are just so raw. It makes me sick when I let myself think about just how much we lost, all the vastly important lives, not to mention the shear amount of physical damage that's left to be cleaned and restored. It just seems like our entire world has been torn down to its foundations…Though maybe this is a good thing. There would just be too many painful memories for everyone if everything was as it had been before…the void left by our lost loved ones would seem that much greater in the places that they'd once been with us.
Now that we've said our goodbyes and started to come to terms with the overwhelming sadness…We must look to the future and set out to rebuild our world and the lives that our missing friends gave so much to ensure we were able to have.
- A/N: This is my first story in a very long time, so reviews are very helpful. As always I own nothing.
Hugs and love to reviewers! -SSidle-