Geh, I have a piece I want to write which isn't a letter or even Sarek's POV, so I will write as a separate story. Anyone interested in a story that sort of fits in here, in which McCoy and Spock have a friendly little chat about Amanda, in which one bit of difference between him and Sarek means the entire world of difference in how they live with their grief? It would fit in somewhere around this timeframe, while Spock has easy access to both of them.
Amanda,
Shortly after my last letter, I collapsed. I have spent the past three days resting quite comfortably in the medical centre at Starfleet Academy. Once Spock had been told of my collapse, there was nothing that could stop him from getting me over here.
I am well enough now and will be fit to leave in a few more days. I plan on going back to the Embassy.
In this time, I have explained to Spock about your garden I want to build, and why I was so short with him on the ship. I think he is beginning to understand that this is as hard on me as it is on him. He has been seeing everything through his own pain and is forgetting everyone else's. I think that might be a human trait. I have been too busy trying to help my people to think I am grieving alone.
He has agreed to help me build your garden, and we have come to a truce in our fights. We are going to at least try to speak to each other as father and son, instead of enemies. So far, it seems to be going well.
I am now in the process of trying to find a suitable planet for us to live and build a colony on, so we can start our lives afresh.
I have met another Spock, Amanda, who is helping me with this task. He is much older than I, and yet he is also our son. He came through with Nero. He is our son from the future. He is an Ambassador. He went into the diplomatic field of work, after he left Starfleet. He chose both sides, at different times throughout his life. Just like our Spock is doing. Any disappointment or anger I still held for him having chosen Starfleet over the Vulcan Science Academy is gone.
You would be proud of him, both versions of him.
I forgot in my last letter my promised signing off, but considering I was close to collapse, I hope you forgive me.
I love you.
Sarek.