The day you feel your own seed growing.

My name has a greek origin, meaning beautiful. But that doesn't mean that I see myself as a beautiful person, I could only see beauty in nature.
I've always lived in Spain, I know it should have felt like home, but it just didn't, I just felt home when I traveled to America, I was a really spiritual person, so I thought there was a reason behind this weird thought I had. My ancestors used to believe that when someone was born a new seed was planted in the world, and that someday you would feel your own seed growing. I always thought about what was the real meaning behind this belief, but I never found an answer. One day my life gave a turn of probably more than 360 degrees ( Even if that's impossible ) when I saw his platinum-blonde curly hair and his hypnotising ocean eyes.