I went out for a walk. Well, my dog needed one. He's an old guy, a crazy husky named Skipper. He's on my avatar, that reddish mister. We used to go for a very long walks, we went through fields, and forests, but now we do only short ones. His bones are not what they used to be.
My mother gave him to me. She prepared a surprise with my sister, all to make me happy. Because she knew how much I wanted a husky. Skipper carries so much nice memories, we had such a good times (along with some bad too). When I'm ill, he gards me. He just lies near me, and watches me. He doesn't even sleep, not until I'm not better. Such a gentle old boy, a very good friend.
Tonight, I felt snow in the air. I could smell it. It's cold, and the sky is dark velvet filled with countless stars. I stood there, watching the sky, and felt happy. Just - happy. I could remember all the winters, coming home with ice all over me, and there would be my mother, with a cup of hot red wine with all the spices. I like to make snowballs, and to lie in the snow. I'm no longer a kid, but I still do it. It's fun. I did it back then, and it wasn't so long ago. Only five years. Five winters ago, she was still with me, my angel.
I'm happy now. I miss her, but I can feel her in my heart, and in my soul. I looked at the dark sky, and smiled. I thought I saw her in there, smiling back at me.
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