i was born on the 6th of February.I never thought I would see snow again this year while waiting for my papers in Barcelona. I dreamed of the white snow, the light that shines on it, and the peaceful feeling it brings me.

The feeling was weird, I was born in a village where it snowed for months. I used to hate it because of the harsh conditions that you have to live it during a month.

The schools closed its doors for a month due to the heavy snow. The pipes used to freeze and we melted snow on the "Soubia" for water. We had to live without electricity for weeks and use our feet for transportation in the heavy, cold weather.

When I realized that I wouldn't be able to see snow this year, it felt like I had lost a dear friend from my childhood who was now going to disappear forever. 

That's why I have decided to return."