I slowly step onto the lush green grass and immediately feel my body relax. Its almost midnight and I look up to the dark sky to admire the breathtaking, shimmering stars that twinkle majestically.
This is where I belong and where I feel at home. I lay down on my back and shut my eyes, hearing only the chirping of crickets and the calming sound of the river flowing nearby.
I open my eyes to look up to the sky again as many questions flood my mind. I wonder what it feels like to be up there, what lies beyond the stars if anything even does.
There are so many unique things in this world, so many different fauna and flora. Its simply mesmerizing. I am always amazed at what nature has to offer and yet not all appreciate it the same way.
My parents used to love nature, they worked at a animal reserve where they helped nurture and care for sick animals and gave them shelter to heal and gain strength before sending them back home, back into the wild.
They did it all with so much love and passion and I guess I got my love for nature from them. They both meant the world to me, I feel that their lives were claimed too soon. On their way home one weekend a drunken driver crashed into them sending their vehicle over the edge of a bridge. Both my parents died on the scene, I was so heartbroken and so lost. A week after their deaths their lawyer told me they left me their house in the country.
I immediately left London and headed straight here, I've been here for 2 months now, all the memories and grief still very much alive.
I came home, because I knew that here my heart would heal and I would feel closer to them.
I slowly rise from my laying position and stand up. Looking at the shimmering stars one last time I softly mutter "rest in peace James and Rochelle Boretti. I love you mom and dad, I miss you guys"
Turning around I walk back towards my home on the stone path that leads to the porch. The house was not very big, but it was beautiful.
I hope I never have to leave my safe haven.
Because here I feel at home.