The Frozen Cup of Happiness
By: LC Harrison
As the breeze whistled through the barren trees in its own unique language, this ice mistress could feel the coming Winter Solstice, and all the bright energy of the time of new born light. This winter should prove most magical, she thought as she gazed out the window at the frozen pond.
"Did you want the matching wreaths for the tinsel?," called out a melodious voice down the stairs to reach where she stood. "Yes," she called up the stairs. Her thoughts wandered, as she could feel all the warmth in her heart, filled with joy to have this beautiful person in her life sharing her world with her. She felt excited and nervous for the solstice party she was planning and decorating for. She hoped the ghosts from her past loves would rejoice with her new found family and lover. It had been such a cold winter before in more ways than one. There had been so much heartache, and although now it felt distant, she remembered well how cold and hard it had felt, like an icicle piercing her crushed heart. Last Solstice was filled with grief, endings, illness, aloneness, and fear. It had been such a strange empty bleak feeling, as if never again there could ever be joy of any kind, only heartache, and that distant cold feeling like the water waiting to thaw in the frozen pond. Her own iced frozen cup of happiness, that would never run over with abundant joy and gaiety, but sit still and silent for all time.
She had felt him in her bed, the chill of the memory of an energetic imprint of spirit, that would coldly attempt to embrace her as she cried, until no tears could fall from her empty soul. He was not the first love she had lost, but somehow this time it hurt all the more. So many had been taken like lost souls into the frozen pond, her frozen happiness. This time would be different she told her heart, that now felt joy, somehow this time the happiness would outlast time and space and fill her coldness with warmth always.
Her thoughts turned to the party, and she felt excitement and nervousness at getting ready for the event. It had been so long since anyone had truly visited, or kept her company, with the exception of her new lover, the isolation still felt chilly around her. How different things used to be with rooms filled with people and laughter, music and revelry, she longed to hear those echoes around her again. Life could not stay in this frozen imbalanced state forever. Now was time for joy, love, fun, and all the good that her soul ached for.
Just then her love appeared before her, his arms filled with sparkling tinsel and wreaths, but nothing as bright as his smile as he looked at her out over his full grasp. "I think I found them all," he exclaimed to her. They laughed as they hung the tinsel around the door casing, and put the wreaths over the doors and windows. Everything started to sparkle around them like their love sparkled for each other. "It looks cheery, and very glittery," he told her, as he stood back to look about. "Come here," he said, as he held his arms open awaiting her. She obliged and sighed, as he wrapped her into his warm embrace. He hugged her tighter as he kissed her cheek. "Do we have mistletoe?," he asked, just then. "Yes, here," she said, as she moved from his embrace to her bookshelf, and unpacked it from the box, and handed it to him. "Where should it go?," he asked, as he looked about. "I usually hang it right here in this doorway," she told him, as she pointed and moved in that direction. "Okay," he said as he went about hanging the green red ribbon tied evergreen symbol. She watched him, and remembered the times she had hung the mistletoe, knowing there would be no one to kiss her under it, but loved the sentiment behind the symbol just the same. It was a tradition in her family. She could not recall a time, where her Grandmother hadn't hung mistletoe in the middle of the family room. "What do you think?," he asked her suddenly. "Perfect," she told him, as he pulled her close and kissed her beneath it.
"It will be so much fun, when everyone arrives," he said to her. She could almost feel his excitement in her own heart, and it brought her added joy that chased away her distant memories of all the times and tears before.
Later, at the party as she stopped a moment to just take it all in, she looked around at all the smiling people, and realised that among and between her guests were all those lost souls, singing, smiling alongside, as if time had no barriers, and she knew at that moment that this is how things would stay from now on; the faces might change, but all the joy and loved ones would always be rejoicing together inside her heart. Joy truly could outlast time and space, it was time for her to thaw the frozen pond inside her heart, and allow all the love to flow around her. At that moment, she felt immense gratitude, more infinite, and more great than ever before. This is what she had been waiting for; this, the love that lights the soul. Love light that creates the magic of life.
...The End...
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