Hey, dears! Hey @missy and @rambo!
Zaslavl’/ Belarus
I really have a lot to do with this place. All my childhood, every summer Grandmother and grandfather brought me to the country for three months.
Then I walked with friends, cycled all day, eating fresh vegetables and berries, walking in the fresh forest, building houses in the trees, and at night we talked a lot by the fire. We walked around abandoned houses, swam in the lake.
And always, always this place was connected with my grandfather. He built this house in which my childhood passed and in which we live now.
I recently lost my grandfather. He died because of lung cancer.
It was a very heavy loss. I was worried for a long time, I was depressed, I cried. And I couldn’t bring myself to come to this place again. Already after his death.
But today I pulled myself together and decided: I must go, I missed ...
I experienced strange emotions all the way. I still can not understand what. Whether it was excitement, or a sense of calm.
When I arrived, no one met me except my daughter.
My daughter Vitalia
There was no my dog who always met me first (she died a couple of weeks before my grandfather's death), there was no grandfather himself who always looked out the window into the courtyard (he was without one leg and it was difficult for him to move a lot). Everything became somehow empty and unusual ...
But after that I pulled myself together and we spent a great evening in company with my daughter. We made a fire (I made it myself for the first time!), Fried bread and sausages, ate berries right from the bushes, went to the forest and now we were lying in bed and getting ready for sleep.
Today was an unusual day full of emotions.❤️
