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Chapter 2 THEN

The glistening rays of sunshine filled my room. My gloomy eyes opened. Rubbing my eyes, adjusting to the light. I could smell my mum's famous eggs and bacon from downstairs.

I got out of my comfy bed, and brushed my hair. Today, my parents and I are going on a morning walk

"Enjoy the sunshine while you can." My mother would tell me.

It's summer, and I'm blasting my boom box. The neon pink one my dad bought for me for my birthday.

Can't help falling in love by Elvis Presley

I turn the volume up a little bit, dancing around my room in my white fluffy slippers. My dad comes in, probably to tell me that breakfast is ready.

I keep smiling, and dancing. Dramatically, I dance over to him, reaching out my hand.

He chuckled, and played along.

Slow dancing in the sunshine.

He's laughing at how goofy I am. I'm laughing because I love my family. The cherished memories are the ones I will remember, always.

🎶like a river flows surely to the sea darling so it goes some things are meant to be
Take my hand take my whole life too for I can't help falling in love with you🎵

Finishing up, I had my shower and joined my parents for breakfast. The nostalgia of my mum's cooking took me back a few years

The sunshine's rays beamed down on us. The heat was comforting. It was a Saturday, and very hot outside. The fields of long grass, and daisies were beautiful in the light. Even the lake glistened, as ducks swam above. Not a single cloud in the sky.

Humming the tune of what my boom box had previously played. Happily skipping with my parents, even though they were walking. I wore my miniature flower dress my mom made for me.

I was more into painting, and gardening. I loved the way the brush strokes masterpieces on what used to be a blank canvas. It was too satisfying. The smell of flowers, relaxed me.

Roses, daisies and sunflowers were always my favourite.
Roses reminded me of the love my family shared. Perhaps even a future soulmate I have yet to find.

The playfulness of daisies reminded me of the kid still inside me. That it's okay to be goofy sometimes. Nothing better than a good laugh, and some smiling every once in a while.

Sunflowers always glistened in the sun. The calming vibe, and beauty of them made me realize it's okay.

It's okay to cry

It's okay to be sad.

It's okay.

Beauty comes in all different shapes and sizes. Sunflowers were tall and beautiful. Golden.

"Race ya!" My dad exclaimed.

I chased after him, with a massive smile on my face. He was fast, but I was faster. My little legs took me farther than him. Or maybe he was just going easy? Either way, I beat him.

I waited for him on the bench by the lake. The lake I would always visit. The lake where my parents taught me how to skim stones. We went canoeing there once. Except we flipped it, because my dad tried to fish out his hat which had just gone overboard. His baby blue hat which says

"World's Greatest Dad!"

My kindergarten teacher had everyone made those for Father's Day. Golden glitter, and my sloppy handwriting covered the top.

The scent of the wet trees from the rain last night, gave me comfort in all I waited. I waited for my dad to hurry up. He was catching his breath, ever so dramatically.

Princess.

I was his little girl, and my mothers too.