Family
Rey Skywalker entered the large meeting tent and stopped, eyes wide as she looked around. The whole space had been decorated with colorful lights and garland and boughs of various types of evergreen trees. The scent of those trees combined with the amazing aroma of something baking, and candles that smelled of cinnamon and vanilla burned, adding to the pleasant and warm atmosphere.
A small group of people gathered around the table off to the side of the room, all of them with a drink of some sort in their hand and smiles on their faces. All those faces turned to her as she entered.
"Happy Life Day!" they shouted. Finn, Poe, Rose, Chewie, Beau, Kaydell, Junior, Larma, Wrobie, Klaud, and of course BB-8 and D-O.
While it wasn't Rey's first Life Day, the previous one had been a simple affair, as the war was still ongoing and time and supplies had been limited. But now the war was over, and while there were a few important faces missing in this little group, they were not forgotten. These people were her friends, her coworkers, her fellow soldiers.
This was her family.
Poe walked up to her, handing her a glass of spotchka. His smile was soft and his eyes were warm. He glanced up. "Oh, look," he said, sarcasm heavy in his voice. "We're under the mistletoe."
Rey looked up. "Imagine that," she said softly. Then she looked back at Poe.
"Happy Life Day, Rey," he whispered, leaning in.
"Happy Life Day, Poe," she said, just before her lips touched his.