Dear Rosalina,
It's been a long time. I know that our mother's passing was hardest on you.
I understand that you may not be interested in doing so, but when you find the time, can you come home again?
Father asks where you've gone constantly, to which I have no answer. We remember seeing you play with a star shaped creature and near an old ship, but one day we couldn't find anything. There was no trace of you, of the creature, or of the ship.
Are you well? Have you traveled far? Have you made any new friends?
There is so much that I wonder about you. Father wishes he could see you again and begs the stars that you return. He misses you dreadfully and fears that you've left us forever.
I know that's not the case.
You are gone, but not forever. You are off on your own adventure, like I had when I was younger. I wish you well upon it and hope that you will go as far as the stars will carry you.
To tell you the truth, I've been doing a lot of research lately, about all kinds of space and star related things. I'm looking into comets and how to build a space station. It'd be nice to explore the deepest parts of space in an observatory, don't you think?
There would have to be a navigation room though. You know that I enjoy looking about maps, almost as much as you love reading.
If you do manage to stop home, maybe you can pick me up and we can explore space together.
Or if you're not in space, we can do something else, like the different games we used to play before…well, before you left.
I have so much more that I'd like to say, but there's not much space left. Father also needs my help with a few things, so I'll have to leave it at this:
Your family is still here for you, now and always.
So don't forget to visit us, ok? I'm hoping that you find this letter someday.
With love,
Polari