viernes, 8 de agosto de 2014

Farewells

That afternoon you realize that there is just one month left. In one month you won't be at home anymore and it will all begin. From some point of view, a month may seem lot of time, there is plenty of time in fact, but you know the change won't begin that day that seems to be so far but so close at the same time. That afternoon, with your music turned up, you just realize that it has already begun, that time is already running out. You can do nothing but start with your farewells. 

Some day, I will say good-bye to the place where I have been for the whole summer. I will say good-bye to the beach, to the running water around me, to the sand in my feet, to the taste of salt on my skin, I will say good-bye to the sun tanning me, because the sun there is very different for sure. I will let there all the stories I have read this summer, trying to keep every single action in my mind, I guess I will forget them for a while but then, some day in the near future they will come to my mind again.

Some day nearer to my departure I will be at home, prepearing everything for this new experience. And I know these days are going to be equally exciting and sad. I would be such a fool if I didn't admit all the things I am going to miss these couple of months abroad. I am going to miss my family, talking to my parents during the lunch and their hug whenever they think I am feeling miserable, or just the simple hug that comes from their hearts, or that look that is saying "I love you" without needing words; my mum coming to my room at some moment asking me what I am doing, I am going to miss her smile, her speech when I need it the most, our really close relation, talking to her about everything, being my mother and my friend at the same time. I am going to miss my dad, his green eyes, how he can make me laugh in my sadest day, his happy spirit that always cheers me up, the summer days working with him. I will miss them telling me the truth even if it hurts. I will miss (even he may not believe it) my little brother, I will miss arguing with him, doing things together, his sensitiveness, the way he tries to hide his beautiful heart as I always have done, the way we are when we are together, it doesn't matter if it is not always perfect. I am even going to miss my dog coming to the door of my car, saying hello, asking for my attention, being scared all the time because he is a little coward; I am going to miss my cats looking at me like 'Hey! Feed me now!' with their wide green eyes, how they make me chase them for a little in order touch them, how they call me sometimes. I am going to miss my room, full of my things, my books full of my stories, my room full of my photographs, of my memories, full of me. I am going to miss the feeling of belonging somewhere.

I am going to miss my friends, the possibility of seeing them whenever I feel like it, our little talks about the foolest things, the way they know how to take the best of me, the way my little princess knows how to comfort me and put some reason in my mind; the way my little neighbour knows how to talk with me about everything; the way my little brown-haired girl knows how to put some serenity on me; the way the girl with asiatic features knows how to make me laugh. I am going to miss their support, the sound of their laughs, their smile on their lovely faces.

However, it is not as bad as it might seem, I don't know what it is coming in this new country, I don't the kind of people I will meet there, how my life is going to be, how it is going to change. In fact I just know that it is going to be a experience that I will never forget, and in some time I will be really happy there, I will be more independet, I will become more adult, I will be speaking a new language, knowing a new culture, and I am sure that I will love it all. 

And the least expected day I will be coming back, I will be with all of them again, and everyting will be the same, as if I have never left, as if I have always been with them because my heart is full of you all. It is full of my united family, my dear friends, this blue point on the screen of my computer and these green eyes, and my funny and "partier" classmates. I will be miles away but I am taking each one of you with me.