The Wylie Diaries : Where The Flowers Bloom

Chapter Four : Home

It has been several months since our move to California. There was an adjustment period, the life over here seems so much more fast paced than back in Minnesota. I wake up, pull the covers off my waking body and look over to see the bed empty. I look around, taking in my surroundings and attempt to awaken myself. "Tyler?" I shout. Confused, I climb out of bed and down the stairs leading from our bedroom to the floor. I turn around and see Tyler standing in the kitchen making breakfast. "Why didn't you answer me?" I said

"I was making you breakfast, babe. I thought you wouldn't be up for a while, sorry!" Tyler replied. Tyler always does cute things, like make me breakfast and bring me a glass of water in the morning.

"Ready for our first day in the office?" I said excitedly.

These past few months have been a whirlwind of emotions. Ty and I had always wanted to have our own business, its something we dreamed about for a long while. We worked a little while when we arrived in California but something had always seemed off. We wanted to be our own boss, we didn't want to have to rely on anybody else for our own stability. We rented a space in this old building and decided to create a studio there. It had all we ever wanted. A studio where we could make our music and animation center, where we could create animated films and things for our Youtube videos. I never expected to become so popular on Youtube, I did it as a form of self-expression. It helped me deal with the feelings that I had bottled up for so long, the release was needed.

Everything has changed since our move to California. We reached our five hundred thousandth viewer yesterday and Tyler and I just sat there in disbelief. Our lives have really changed since our family was created. The tiny house we have spent the last 7 months in has become our home and the place i feel secure and at peace in. There was always something missing from my life, a piece of me lost in nature, trying to find its way back to me. This trip to California has really been an eye opener for me. I often sit with my feet hanging out of the tiny house, feeling the breeze finding its way through the cracks between my toes. Its a funny thing wind, It has so many purposes that are often overlooked as a nuisance. The wind reminded me of this old Chinese proverb I read somewhere:

When the winds of change blow, some people build walls and others build windmills

I definitely built a windmill, i thought. There's no way i'm going against the wind right now, its blown me in the right direction so far.

I often find the days meshing into one and get confused on what the day actually is. I look down at the newspaper and see that its a Thursday. Tyler messages me telling me that he wants to go to our favourite spot in the woods later and smoke a bowl. This guy knows what I want so well, I thought to myself. I reply with a definitive yes and pick up my guitar, beginning to strum it softly. I begin to play my favourite song, home. I sat down recently and listened to one of the lyrics and related it so well to my life :

Home is wherever i'm with you

Tyler and I have defined our Home as various things over the last two years. I finally came to realise that 'home' may not be a material possession after all, but could be a place in somebodies heart that holds a special place for me. Whenever i'm with Tyler I feel like i'm at home, we could be anywhere in the world and I would feel the safety that only he can provide.

Tyler finally came home from work after what seemed a long day sitting in the tiny house alone. I was feeling under the weather today and so decided against going into the office. As he walks in my face automatically brightens. My grin stretches from ear to ear and we embrace for the first time in what felt like years but had only been six and a half hours. He was a little later than normal, about an hour, so i couldn't wait to leave and take our adventure into the woods. The place where we live is amazing. The lake that surrounds us is crystal blue, shimmering like the scales of an exotic fish. The reflection of the sun is almost blinding but i muster through, hand covering my face to protect my vision as much as I can.

We continue walking through the lush green fields and arrive in a secluded section of the forest. I thought we had explored the entirety of this forest but this section seem to have eluded me. I noticed that the part he had led me too had been filled with candles and a white sheet lay on the ground. It seemed to be whispering to me slowly to come and sit down. I began to walk on the blanket and turned around. Tyler was standing there, upright and fiddling with something in his pocket. I wondered what he was up to as he never usually put his hands in his pocket, they were usually in mine.

"Wylie, it's hard me to say this" Tyler said stuttering.

"Tyler, what's wrong? You're scaring me"

"I just . . . I've never felt like this about anyone and it scares me" He says, as he wipes the sweat from his forehead. "I just want you to know i want to spent the rest of my life with you", His voice shaking as he takes a box out of his pocket and begins to kneel on one knee. My heart beings to thump as he opens the box and reveals a diamond ring.

"Tyler!" I exclaim. "What are you doing!?".

"I told you I want to spend the rest of my life with you.", His smile as radiant as the setting sun behind us. "Will you do me the honour of being Mr Ringhand and make me the happiest man alive?". Tyler extends the ring up as if he already knows my answer.

"Tyler . . . Of course i would!". He places the ring on my finger and it fits perfectly. We giggle as he almost falls over trying to get off his one knee onto his feet. He embraces me once more and kisses me passionately on the lips. We fall onto the white sheet and fumble around on the grass.

As I look into the sky, the sun makes its final effort to keep hold of the ever dimming night. I look into Tyler's eyes, take a short breath and kiss him tenderly on the lips. My life is finally perfect, i think to myself as I lay on my back looking into the night sky.

Who would want anything else but perfect?