A Breath of Fresh Air

I am 19 years old and I have decided to get involved with Student Life because it provides the youth of today with much needed support regarding mental health.  Back in 2015, I was going through a difficult time after my father passed away. I am originally from Transylvania, so to deal with the situation,… Read more »

by MariaLazar 2 years ago

I am 19 years old and I have decided to get involved with Student Life because it provides the youth of today with much needed support regarding mental health. 

Back in 2015, I was going through a difficult time after my father passed away. I am originally from Transylvania, so to deal with the situation, my mother took me and my brother to Italy. We went to the small city of Padova, where we stayed for a week. Despite it being late October, the weather was surprisingly warm, summer-like. This meant we had the opportunity to walk around Padova on foot and admire the architecture of the Roman city. 

I remember one of our night trips when I looked at the sky. It was clear and full of stars. Being there and looking into the universe made my problems feel far away from me, as if there was an enormous distance between me and the tragedy I had suffered. 

It was an opportunity to discover Italian ice cream. It was so much better than what we had back home. Entering a Dolce&Gabanna store was a once in a lifetime experience. I couldn’t afford anything, but the opulence and luxury of the shop made me feel privileged. 

The highlight of the trip was, however, seeing Venice. I can’t even decide if it was more beautiful at night or in daytime. I didn’t have to visit something specific. Just passing through the city on a floating “bus” was enough to convince me about the beauty of Venice. However, we got the chance to admire Madonna dell’Orto, a historic Catholic Church. Pictures were not allowed, and I am not capable to conceive its beauty in words. What I can say is the ten minutes spent in there made me feel relieved like never before, as if all my concerns were washed away by the beauty and mystery of it. 

As we were heading back to the railway station to catch a train back to Padova, I got to admire Venice during night time. I thought the sky was the most beautiful thing at night, but I was wrong. The city lights of Venice were warmer and more mysterious than the light of the stars.