Forest MemoriesFriday, September 16, 2011 By C. Saenz
Forest Memories Waking up in a rich green forest, there was a certain peaceful feeling in the air like God had gently put me here in a place that seemed familiar. i knew in my gut that i had been here before, looking up all I could see was a beautiful canvas of green leaves splashed across the sky. Suddenly I heard a soft rush of water it seemed as if it was calling my name, arriving to a small stream that seemed like glass shimmering on the floor I found a familiar face. Tears began to well up in my eyes, this person was one of my closest friends who i had lost to cancer about six months ago. I ran across the stream not caring how about how cold the water felt against my skin. We hugged and it felt as if everything was real and all my worries had gone away. It had been such a long time since i felt so safe, so at ease nothing could ruin it. Rain began to fall through the gaps in the canopies we began to run up stream and found ourselves at a massive, majestic waterfall. I knew exactly where we were now, I recognized everything we were in the forest that my uncle owns in Costa Rica. i lead us to a small cave on the other side of the water from the waterfall his simple smile made me burst into tears. I knew this wouldn't last forever I knew that soon i would have to come back to reality and keep living life without this person whom had been there for me my entire life and turned to in times of hardship. When the rain cleared up we jumped into the small lake that it lead to. The water was so silky and warm against my skin. We spoke about how everything was going and things like that. He was telling me how every chance he gets he gives me a shove in the right direction and when he sees me drowning in sorrow he does everything he can to bring my spirit back up, he spoke about how he hated that I changed and couldn't be as happy as I used to be. Everything he said to me was a small bruise in my heart how did he expect me to go back to the way things were if he was even there? Things were never the same after he died. Losing him was like losing a part of my soul. He was my other half. The sun began to set into the stream and as I turned to continue our conversation I realized that he was fading away as a tear ran down his face he slowly turned into air and that tear drops turned into a small glistening rain drop. Finally, I awoke, looked around and realized that i was back in the dark abyss that i called my life.