The Nameless 6

Home

What can I say to describe Home?

For me my home is located in the past, when I was a child, happy and energetic…

I was born in Cape Vert, on Santiago Isle, and for me the whole island was my house, my home.

I remember that I would love to travel around it, when I would go visit relatives or when it would just be walks with my granddad. It would be a really wonderful feeling and the sun would always go with us.

The favourite place for me would be the beach, where I would often go with my granddad. For those who grow up in an island, watching the sea is certainly a normal and common thing, but for me it would always be special and different, each time I would go there. Every single time I would be introduced to a new thing, a new element.

For me the sea would be magic… I can still remember it: the sun warming my face, the wind dancing around me, bringing the smell that I can still remember, of pure sea water; seagulls flying around, and palm trees singing along with the wind… everything would be magic when I was there, but only when a special person would be with me.

Home is wherever you feel loved, and you love in return, but there is always a place that remains in your heart, no matter how much time has passed, and that’s why my heart is in the past.

Years have passed but I can still remember some of the stories I’d been told at night, or the night sky full of bright stars, or a strong hand being gentle with me and guiding me to a safe sleep.

I can still remember riding an old bike around a so known village, laughing and wishing for it to never end.

Every time I talk about home, I remember my country, Cape Vert, I remember the sea, I remember the clear blue sky the day brings or the starry night sky; I remember happy faces, I remember laughs, I remember sad goodbyes, I remember tears, I remember what I was like and what I’ve become. I remember it all because there is a special person in each and every episode of my childhood: my granddad.

Home is wherever your family is, but your heart has to be there as well, and mine is in Cape Vert.

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Posted by Geossara Costa on Wednesday, March 21, 2007 at 12:44 am | Permalink