Hard Truth but Happiness Abounds

It has been a thrilling pilgrimage and i am so thankful to my boss and job for helping me with time off and for my parents who made this pilgrimage possible.

The morning began earlier than i expected but was happily greeted with breakfast. The Rockhouse was visited once more this morning and was an amazing visit. There were no tears, just an abundance of stories and chatting and happiness.

There was much saddness and tears when news was first recieved. The decision to actually go on pilgrimage was long in coming. It was not a decision that was taken lightly. Theres a feeling when we know before its time that we only want to remember how it was. Its why i dislike funerals, i dont wana remember the husk that no longer houses what was, i want to remember the life and the adventure shared. So there was definately a hesitation in making a pilgrimage.

In the end however there could only have ever been the one answer. A pilgrimage had to be made. Id have never been ok with passing up the chance for any amount of more time together.

I was not fully aware of the state of things and the former medical tech in me was preparred for the solemn bedside sitting and grave chatting i had seen so many times before. What the fuck was I thinking?! This was a Fraser we are talking about. Silas himself, the Dream God. King of Ithaka.

I will forever cherish these precious extra memories that we gained during this pilgrimage. I will forever remember mannerisms that have always been Silas.

It was near and dear to my heart that the discussion was of science, politics, universal theories, multiverse ideology and passion and love.

We gave little time to things that can not be changed, past acknowledgment and acceptance. The feeling was overwhelmingly positive and i could not stop smiling most of the trip.

I love you Silas. Uncle you may be but youve always felt more like an older brother and i will cherish every single memory. Ithaka will go on and we will Never stop Dreaming Big!

And dont you fret (terrible pum intended), [groans], the galaxy will play on to be sure! Shes too damn pretty to just let gather dust