TWO DAYS BEFORE LEAVING

"...Nobody said it was easy..."

She was sleeping when the sun knocked at her window and her dog tried to wake her gently waging its own tail as a request to go out for its first walk of the day.

She opened her eyes and she took a look at the window, blue sky and shining sun seemed to say “hello!”.

She turned to the clock “it’s a quarter to eight, it’s better I stand up and we go out for a walk, isn’t?”  she was sad. Her dog looked at her with happy eyes and it started to jump on the bed enjoying to the news.

Apparently it was a day like the other ones, a quiet and peaceful day, even though it’d has been the last of the two days before leaving.

She was sad, melancholic and frustrated. She was a little angry and discouraged. She was confused but happy at the same time. A new life was about to start and she felt it’s had be her way.

She went out with the dog. The air was nice and everything all around looked like saying that spring came. The warmth of the sun and the mite breeze on her face were confirming that. She had a long walk on the beach as every morning she used to. She loved the salty tang of the sea and the noise of the sand under her feet. She always looked at her footsteps with fun, she sounded like a child who discover for the first time his own shadows following him at every step he take. And then she was laughed when she looked at her dog’s footsteps…those pretty and small shapes on the sands, she looked at just thinking those were the last times she could see them. “two days only” she thought “two days more and everything won’t be the same…”

She came back at home, that home near the sea which her friends had offered to her for stay by the time she would be leaving. What a couple those ones. Two souls as one, the main example how life can be surprising sometime. If she had could take an image of the love surely she would have took a pictures of theirs.

The day went by slowly. In the afternoon she used to study, trying to learn Finnish language that was not so easy to learn by oneself own. At the evening, when the sun was beyond the horizon, she rested herself. She was listening at music when Morpheus was trying to take her. She had chosen some Coldplay’s songs. She loved the one which say “…nobody said it was easy…” That’s right.  No! Quite the reverse! Every people around her was thinking about. It was all that people were still doing at every moment. People thought she was about to leave for a journey in that place she liked and then, when she would be tired, she would be come back. Surely.

They were wrong. They didn’t know her. They didn’t bother to know her at all.

It hurt. She felt hurt from this behaviour mainly from her parents. They didn’t want to understand her chose and the reason of this one. But “…no matter…” she said “…I don’t mind…” she thought while a tear was about to grow up from her brown eyes.

She placed herself on the sofa and her dog came and took place  right close to her. Its pretty muzzle was on her leg. It needed to fell her warmth. She caressed him.

“…only two day…only two day and a new life will start. Only two days and I’ll be born again.”

  

I'LL TELL YOU A STORY

"I’ll tell you a story…

A story about a girl who was too much strong for give up, one of the ones who loves too much life for lets it pass by…

I’ll tell you a story about a girl who had suffered too much in her life but in despite of all that she still being a dreamer…

I’ll tell you a story about a girl who faced the truth and, against everything and everyone, had chosen to find her way…

I’ll tell you a story…

My own story…"

Too many years passed from the last time she felt well. Well with herself and with the world around her.

Which was the last time she’d been happy? She didn’t remember it…

Probably the last three years had been the worse in her life…loss of her job at first – because of economical crises – and her love relationship after as a logical consequence.

And as if all that wasn’t enough, the surgery. The most shocking and traumatic event in her life.

She has been always strong till that time. But she fell apart. A thing was the cause of her falling:…loneliness. That loneliness in which she’d been left to face her troubles.

It was in that occasion she realized he didn’t love her. Probably he’d never loved her at all.

It was when she was lying on the bed in the hospital, after surgery, with her pain, with her aches, with her fears and with tears, without anyone at her side who were holding her hand. She understood she was alone…she has been alone…all the time.

Convalescence was long and difficult because of her fragile state of mind. But she was strong.

The days passed by…slowly and silent. She’d hoped she could get better very soon. She’d needed to drive again, walking with her legs and set again in her routine.

Time was going by…

Hours, days, weeks, months…

He was an useless presence like a cloud on the sun. A dark evil shadow that was obscuring the light on her way. He hadn’t care of her. He didn’t look after her during their relationship neither during her surgery nor after that.

A feeling was growing up in her heart, full of tears and pain but at the same time full of hope and love for her and for own life.

She’d taken the decision.

Quarrels and free evilness were things common every day. He wasn’t missing the opportunity to show his hate to her saying to her that she would had to leave.

She would have to do it but she couldn’t. She wasn’t in health and she hadn’t a job.

Life was getting unliveable, “he” was getting detestable.

Domestic life was actually inexistent. They were sleeping apart one another. Was her who was sleeping on the sofa because he had to sleep comfortable because was him the one who was working, the one who had a job and the one who was able to gain money.

He was so avid and immoral. “Inhuman” she thought.

After almost a year spent in this way she reached out at the point.

She broke up.

There were some legal and administrative things to solve, having an house in common, but it was something easily managed thanks to the help of laywers.

In that last one year something of positive was taking part in her life. Maybe something she always was dreaming for.

She was only four-years-olded when she asked Daddy to teach to her about writing and reading but mainly English language. Daddy was surprised of that strange request. Neither daddy nor mom was able to speak English. They hadn’t the necessity to learn it for their studies in youth or about their own jobs.

But she’d found her way. She loved music and music had been her teacher. For years she’d learned and studied English language at school and on her own. She’d become a discrete English reader, writer and speaker!

But which was the reason about that?

Things didn’t happen by chance.

After her surgery when she’d realized all the things that didn’t work in her life she’d discovered the heaven. It was a day equal to any each other, an anonymous day, when she was searching for some information on the internet and a picture caught her attention. It was a shoot of an harbour with a vessel on the view and a cathedral behind with a blue cupola. All around blue sky and ocean.

“what’s that place” she wondered. She was going to find out…

Only few minutes and she knew. That little piece of heaven on earth was called “Finland”.

“Where is Finland? Where’s geographically placed? What’s about inhabitants and their culture? Which languages are spoken?”

It was the beginning…that’s was the exact moment when she was fell in love.