Mourning the Loss of Nature

In my last house we had a huge piece of land right outside our window, and I loved to go outside and dance and sing and run around this piece of nature. I used to like to sit outside and feel the wind on my face and think how beautiful and calm nature was. That was in middle school.

In high school I began to pay less attention to nature during the day, and more attention to nature during the night. I became infatuated with stars and constellations, and I tried not to let a night pass without wishing on a star. In high school I thought nothing was more peaceful than walking barefoot in the cold grass and looking up at the stars. 

In college I pay little attention to the nature that surrounds me. Every now and then I find myself sitting by a tree in the Plaza, but mostly I am unaware of God's nature. I would close my curtains when the sun would set, because the light would glare too much on my computer screen. Seriously, I cannot believe I thought like that. 

I was outside today, listening to the wind, walking on the cold grass, and missing the old times when I could appreciate the simple beauty of the nature around me. Now I look for more complicated ways to my happiness--ways that involve spending money or depending on someone else. How sad it is that I've lost the ability to find happiness through the wonders of nature.