But they are my family and that hasn't changed at all. When I was on my back home, it started to rain. It was the end of the day, I had to wash my hair, and no one was waiting for me at home so I slowed down.
I usually start walking faster, head down and holding my caot-tails real tight. I rail at the rain, trying to cover my hair with a scarf because I always forget to take an umbrella with me.
But tonight I wanted to let it go, to just let the rain fall on me and apreciate this moment with myself, full of memories. I remembered a time I was still in my hometown, going back home by feet from highschool. I had no jacket, no umbrella was wearing a short sleeves dress when it started to rain. It would take me around 20minutes to be home, so I had to make it with the weather no matter what. Once home I was completely soaked and my mother was so surprised to see a big smile on my face.
There are moments when it just feels amazing to stop fighting, trying to make things go the way you want them to. Looking at people rushing to the subway and frowning, I felt happy, aware of a moment of freedom.
As water was running down my forehead, making its way slowly, it seemed tenderly to me, to my neck, I turned on my ipod, and played one of my favourite song.
I realized this moment could have happened years ago. Walking alone, in the rain, while listening to music.
And only for that particular moment, so many things could have been the same, and so many things, surely enough, would have been different. I probably would have listened to the same kind of song, with headphone and not earphones. My hair would have been curly because of the rain, but probably not same color. My heart wouldn't have felt that full, that ageless but I'm pretty sure I would have known, even years ago, how precious this moment was.
I often hear that people change. I don't agree with that. I think we are the same, from the moment we are born to the one we die. We carry, since our first breath the very true core of who we are. We sometimes hide it, lose it, embrace it, understand it, improve it... Just like electrons that gravitate, closer or further from their nucleus, depending on the people we meet, the place we are in, or even, the color of the sky.
In that very moment, at the corner of my street, looking at a raindrop on my hand, I felt closer to that "true me", feeling at peace with my past&my present, feeling safe, confident enough to face my doubts, questions and contradictions. Because I understood I'd never lose the one I was, nor look at my future me as a stranger. I'll always be the same, like I've always been the same, despite the moments when I lost my true self. I didn't disappear, or got erased. It was still here, in me, and the last years I've lived have proven me that it's ok to do wrong, to make mistakes, to take an unexpected path or to reveal a part of you that nobody knows. It's fine. It's always fine, as long as you're making your own choices, drawing your own dream.