Lafayette POV
The next morning arrives Alexander has given me some space in which I appreciated him for that. I really need to think carefully if I really wanted to go back to France. I mean the pros of going back to my home country, is the place I could visit some old friends but the cons would be finding the truth of my family. I mean they could all be dead and I didn't know or perhaps my family wants nothing to do with me. These thoughts always came through in my mind every day and every night 24/7. There are moments where I randomly cried unintentionally since what I believe from my heart is that I really miss my biological dearly.
Though how could I miss my biological family when I don't even remember their names or their faces. I mean it doesn't make any sense at all. How could I miss them when I didn't even remember what they look like. I sigh quietly letting the cold wind blowing through the snowy December. Exhaling my breath that I didn't I held it in. A light fog escapes from my lips before me as out of the blues I began to hear a soft humming sound. It was too deep to be a feminine voice but yet that humming seems so similar as if I know who this person is humming. This was a song I use to sing but I don't remember who I use to sing with. I remember he's a very person dear to my heart but it couldn't be my father since..I remember barely my father voice but I knew it couldn't be him.
Suddenly my mind went blank for a moment as I saw myself as a child running toward a well dressed elderly man. Knowing myself is that I jumped onto his lap before hugging my grandfather tightly with my tiny arms as Grandpapa chuckle lightly. The memory of my biological Grandpapa face is a blur but I know that he has a soft-spoken voice despite looking stern and strict by his appearance. Knowing my heart is that this key was a gift from him. Soon we were singing a melody that follows that same rhythm as the humming sound I heard. But then I was brought back to the present with the cold wind as tears were streaming down my face.
Looking at the skies as I winter the snow falling down on the ground once again before seeing the wind blow the tiny snowflakes toward an empty road. The same empty that I like to walk around just whenever I needed to think and this is the perfect moment.
Heart don't fail me now
Courage, don't desert me!
Don't turn back now that we're here.
People always say
Life is full of choices.
No one ever mentions fear!
Or how the world can seem so vast
On a journey ... to the past.
Somewhere down this road
I know someone's waiting
Years of dreams just can't be wrong!
Arms will open wide.
I'll be safe and wanted
Finally, home where I belong.
Well, starting now, I'm learning fast
On this journey to the past
During my walk, I ran into the lovely children of the neighborhood that I look after as a side job for extra money. Though I love every child here in the neighborhood since they're so sweet and loving which surprise that they never take anything for granted. Once the children saw me, they didn't hesitate to drag me into their wonderous and intense snowball tournament. I suddenly lost track of time as I saw that the early morning has suddenly become late afternoon. All the young boys and girls gave me their sweet and loving hugs before running inside to their parents. It's silly that I envy the young ones for having parents and siblings but then again I'm happy for them. These young children shouldn't have to go through of what I'm going through.
They have parents who love them and will do anything to sacrifice their own needs for only their young ones need. I smile happily as I see the children happily laughing with their mothers or fathers on the front porch as they wave goodbye toward me in which I wave.
"Bye-bye, Laffy" a little girl exclaim to which I responded with a wave of goodbye as I carried on my walk through the empty road. Before looking back at the beautiful heading back inside to warm up by the fire and having hot cocoa, together as a family.
Home, Love, Family.
There was once a time
I must have had them, too.
Home, Love, Family,
I will never be complete
Until I find you...
One step at a time,
One hope, then another,
Who knows where this road may go
Back to who I was,
On to find my future.
Things my heart still needs to know.
Inside my heart and body, I felt the adrenaline of finding my biological family getting increasing nonstop as if it's my density. My journey to my past is where I need to start in France, my home country. I still remember the wonderful scenery in Paris of the Eiffel Tower to the Gothic Cathedral Saint Andre in Bordeaux. My heart knows that it's set on finding my family even if I shall remain an orphan for the rest of my life. But I have Alexander, Papa Washington, and Martha who have always been there for me whenever I felt alone even when I was never alone in the first place.
Yes, let this be a sign!
Let this road be mine!
Let it lead me to my past
And bring me home...
At last!
I finally made my special place in which is a beautiful lake cover in the icy snow scenery. This lake came alive as if it were from a fairy tale. Breathing heavily with excitement and my heart pounding my chest. The tears of happiness streaming down my face as I reconcile the children smile and laughter with their parents. It gave me the courage of their free spirits making me realize that life is too short to waste. And this is the moment to start the journey to the past.
Hope you enjoy the song "Journey to the Past" as I don't own the song. It belongs to the people that created my favorite childhood movie, "Anastasia"
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