It was very hard to say goodbye to Earth and its 50 Billion habitants. Our ship is on its way to Deneb never to return. A star about 200 times the size of our old Sun will be a good place to settle. It will take us 4 generations to get there.
Our space convoy has very few ships in it. We are less than a hundred. Most of the ships back on Earth are not equipped for interstellar travel. They are tied to Earth’s gravity and can only carry a small crew. There is a mad rush to build more ships, but it’s too late and the time is short.
We are one of the 3,500 families on this ship. We are the lucky ones. My wife cries every day. She thinks of her mother. I think of our two sons. They couldn’t come with us. In few months Earth’s Sun will have already died, and with it all life on Earth.
One day our new star will die as well. We will have to leave again for a new source of energy. Earth will be a forgotten memory by then. I hope future generations will have more sense than those we left behind, and build more spaceships than warships.