"Mei vacanties"... I feel happy like a child.
Mei vacanties: may holiday. Even the name sounds nice.
Two weeks without school, spring break.
For me it is like a migration.
It is always traveling backwards, going home and then leaving again.
I go back to my land, my colors, scents and sounds...
the same way birds fly back to warm countries.
Like birds I find everything back there: the nest, all the things abandoned some months ago,
lost memories that come back to life in a blink.
I live again the deep silence of the nights, their dense darkness,
I wake up with the birds singing and the sun on my face.
I go back to be again a daughter and not only a mum,
to walk outside in underwear,
to drink the good coffee
and to see the faces I left,
and some new, hopefully.
When I fly there I feel still moved,
up in the sky I let already go of the load,
picking only the nicest thoughts,
the ones far away, unreachable,
the ones that are just a moment, and I cannot keep for long
the ones that make me loose my balance...
and feel good again.
Well, it is the last week before our lovely "mei vacanties",
stretched this time,
just to keep the moment a bit longer.
