We are taught, from an extremely young age, that attachment is forbidden. That when we lose someone dear to us... not to mourn, and to instead celebrate that they are now one with The Force.
And while it is not an easy thing to do... I have managed, for quite a long time, to do just that. Even with the number of friends I've lost to war, both by death and by betrayal, I keep to the Jedi creed.
But now that, in this place, the new Jedi Order is encouraging embracing attachment, I'm finding that allowing myself to miss those I've lost is both surprisingly natural, and incredibly painful.
Padme. Satine. Qui-Gon. Cody. Master Yoda. Allowing myself to miss them is both relieving and crushing