Home is where we feel really us, where we want to be no matter what. Formerly, I used to think I didn’t have a real home, because where I lived, Benavente, I didn’t felt right. I didn’t want to be there and all I ever thought was to come to university and stop living there. Finally, I got here. I convinced my parents to let me stay in Lisbon during the week and I started to stay here with a friend. But now I miss my town, I miss my older friends, my family and specially my niece. I want to go back there even during the week.I realised there was my real home, where I made really good friends, the kind of friends that will stay with me forever and I know I’ll never make friendships that easily or that stronger. Because I don’t know how they got that stronger, that just happened. I have a group of friends that are my “sisters”. We see each others as family and I think that’s really beautiful and sometimes very hard to find.
I miss them, I miss my parents, even although I didn’t use to spend many time with them. And the love of my life, my niece, is one of the things I miss the most. She was always like a daughter to me and until today she was the only person with whom I cried at the phone when I first came to Lisbon, because she was crying and saying she missed me.
Benavente is like the “end of the world”, a small town with nothing to see and nothing to do. But now I miss some places there, where I used to go for a walk, near a small river, in the little bridge, where I’ve had very good moments. I remember a night, in summer, when I walked out of the bar, I decided to go to that little bridge with my cousin and his girlfriend and with my boyfriend, where we could sit and talk, and we just stayed there talking and watching the sky and the stars ‘till 4 a.m., I think. I didn’t think there were good landscapes, but now I’ve changed my mind.
And yet, there is where I have my boyfriend and where I have all my good memories of my life and all the important moments were there.
For me, home is where I want to be twenty four hours and where my heart is. And my heart is in Benavente, with my friends, friends I’ll never forget and I’ll love forever and ever.

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