When I first learned about you...

I wondered what I was going to do.

I wondered if my life was ending.

But, it turned out that it wasn't. A new life, our new life was just beginning. Once I knew you were alive and inside me, I realized that I regretted a lot of things.

But I never regretted you.

Were there times when it was hard? Yes. Were there times where I felt like giving up? Definitely. Was I ever angry? Absolutely. But never at you.

Your father didn't-doesn't- know about you. I don't know if he could have handled it. We were happy with each other; but you were never expected. I know without a doubt that he would love you, but he just can't. Not now. Not yet. We made a mistake doing what we chose to do. I should have known better- known that if I couldn't be with him any longer than a day, that we shouldn't have risked creating you. I should have listened to my instincts.

Which cannot be changed now. We made a mistake with our actions, but that doesn't make you a mistake. You are a gift. A wonderful gift that I am not worthy of.

I am also at fault for not letting you meet him- not going to him as soon as I turned my back on the Jedi Order, and letting you be born into a safe home with both your parents there to love you and raise you. Together.

One day, even in this humongous galaxy you will find your father, because if you're hearing this recording, then something has happened to me.

And I'm sorry for that too.

I can tell you his name. But, nothing else. When you find him- he may not believe that you're his son. Much less that I'm your mother, given the way you look drastically different from me. You can convince him with your name. Your father once spoke up the tradition that goes into naming firstborn sons in his family. I followed tradition with you: your middle name, Lux, is his name. You never grew old enough to discuss this, but I think you should have his last name, too. Altogether; that makes Aidan Lux Bonteri.

If he still doesn't believe you, ask him if he remembers the aftermath of the Battle of Onderon. That should do it.

At the time I'm recording this, you are only three months old, asleep and in my lap. You are still so small, but I remember when you were born. You've grown so much I can hardly believe it. I'm so proud of you, my son.

I'm sorry this had to happen. I love you, Aidan, and I miss you. I'll always remember you, and if I am to die, I will do so with your image in my mind and your name on my lips. I leave you in the care of my best friend, Rex, or my brother in all but blood, Anakin, if you are not old enough to find your father at the time you are reading this. If I am to fight Maul, then they will be coming as well. They will take care of you, because I couldn't, and your father can't yet.

With all my heart, which isn't worthy of loving you,or will ever be, for that matter;

Ahsoka Tano