Padme': The Mother of the Force

Time period: 17 BBY

Dear Diary,

It's been three years since I gave birth to my twins, my joys: Luke and Leia. Sure, I miss Anakin, but Obi-Wan constantly assures me that Anakin's dead. Sometimes…it still feels like Anakin's alive…. Like, I can still feel his presence near.

But, maybe that's just me wishing that I Anakin was still here. Maybe that's just my mind playing tricks on me.

Sure, it hasn't been easy raising two children by myself, let alone twins that are gifted, so strongly, with the force. But with C3-P0 and R2-D2's help, I've been able to manage. Sure, I'm living in a horrible new world, a new dark world…something now called The Empire, but at least I still have my life…and my children.

Sometimes, I close my eyes and dream that I'm back home on Naboo, with my family, but then I open my eyes and I see the desert all around me.

The twins and I have settled on Tatooine, I feel closer to Anakin here….His step-brother and his wife don't live to far from where we now reside. They come by and visit from time to time.

YES, I'm a single mother now, and I use to have so much, but I've settled to being a loving mother that's raising the children I wanted by the man I loved. I'm just glad I had a chance to love him while he was alive.

Obi-Wan visits from time to time, checking in on the twins….He says he's going to teach them the ways of the force, but after losing Ani the way I did---to the will of The Force, I'm not so sure if that's what I want.

Well, it looks like I've got to go, sounds like little Luke is telekinetically hurling dishes around again.

Sincerely,

Padme'

Padme' wrapped up her writing on her datapad and jumped off her bed. She walked through the sliding doors and they hissed closed behind her.

She wore a sleek night gown with billowy sleeves that flowed as she gracefully headed through the house. Her gorgeous chestnut colored hair was braided down her back. No more was she the elegant Senator from Naboo, or the planet's Queen; she was just the mother of two adorable, and quite powerful little children.

She entered the room she'd designated as the playroom and found Luke with his hands above his head, levitating C3-PO off the ground.

Leia watched from the far corner, a smile plastered to her face.

"Luke Skywalker!!" Padme' called in a very motherly tone.

Both Luke and Leia gasped, turning in the direction of their mother. Luke lost his focus and dropped C3-PO with a loud thud!

"Oops," Luke said, his voice very soft. "Sarwe."

C3-PO looked at Padme'. 'Ms. Padme', might I suggest a time out for the young master Skywalker?"

Padme' chuckled. "No, 3PO, I wouldn't suggest that. He's just a toddler." Padme' walked over to her son and kneeled before him.

He looked up at her and into her warm eyes. Padme' stared back and her heart nearly melted. It was like looking into Ani's eyes everytime she stared into Luke's. It almost mad her burst into tears.

Then, she looked over to little Leia, whom resembled her so much. Oh, Ani…my love, I wish you could've been here!!, she thought to herself. You're missing them grow.

Padme' looked at her son and said, "Luke, now you know it's not okay to misuse the force to pick on C3-PO."

Little Luke nodded his head, ashamed at his actions.

"Go apologize, then go play with your sister while 3-PO and I prepare dinner." Padme' stood and watched her children run out of the room after Luke apologized.

It still took her breath away, everytime she looked at her kids. Here they were, little things that she and Anakin had created out of their love for one another, and here she was, Padme' Naberrie Skywalker, The Mother of the Force.