Every once in a while I think about all the Alderaanian people who managed to survive the planet blowing up. Maybe they were on vacation or away for work, but just imagine their pain upon learning of the destruction of their home, that all their family and friends are dead. Imagine them realising that they have nothing to return to and need to start over where they are. Imagine them telling their new neighbours or new colleagues they're from Alderaan and hearing an 'I'm sorry' almost every time. Imagine one of them creating a forum on the holonet for them to connect with eachother, to share holidays and native recapies and generally keep the culture and traditions alive. Imagine how hopeful it would make them to learn that Leia is alive, that their princess has survived and is helping overthrow the government that took their people. Imagine Leia finding it and being reminded of all the things she and her family did that she was too busy helping the galaxy to remember, and also seeing how much hope her survival brought to those people.
Those thoughts have been in my head for a while now, and since my mind has been occupied, now yours will be as well
