Two for the price of ONE!!! I just want to get what I already have while I’m editing the the newest part.
As Cold As…
It’s cold. I hate the cold. Edward loves the fall and winter, but I don’t see why. Snow is nice, but the cold doesn’t agree with me. I have the blades on my feet and I’m slightly anticipating stepping onto the ice. Okay, so maybe I’m not a full winter hater. I do love ice skating. I don’t know why, but I do.
I step onto the ice and my first couple of moves are tentative. I brace myself for a fall that never comes and then, surprisingly, I’m relaxed. I move fluidly on the ice, sometimes jerkily, but mostly fluidly. There’s something about ice skating that I can’t explain, but somehow my soul leaps at the chance to sail upon the ice.
I speed up. I slow down. I watch as my skates cut a thin line in the ice. I see how the ice almost welcomes the blade. It seems to melt a layer away and allows the blade to come further into it’s body. It’s allowing the blade to search it and become a part of it.
I lift my face up to the sky with my arms held out. I have let Edward and the rest of my group to go and do what they please, but here am I. I am me. For this precious moment, I feel free. I feel like I can soar past all of the ugliness that is trying to touch me and just be me. I speed up. I pump my legs and then glide. Blade to ice. Ice to blade. One.
To Break Through the…
I try a hockey stop and have ice spray all over my friends. They are laughing and now beginning to skate away, but I know they will come back to try to get even. I skate slowly as I scan the crowd for Milagros. When I see her I almost stop.
I see her skating with all her heart as she goes faster and faster. She has this brightness in her eye that shows her life, a life that has been missing lately. Like the sun breaking through the clouds, I see this new life shine through. She lifts her face upwards and has the biggest smile I have ever seen. She lifts her hands up and it seems like she is trying to spin around.
I see a wobble and then she hits the ground. I hurry over to her. I hope she isn’t hurt. When I get there, I find that she is laughing, this full laugh that makes me laugh with her. She stretches her hands out to me and I grab them. I pull her up and when she gets on her feet she looks straight into my eyes. Her face is glowing with some kind of energy that has been missing for quite some time. Her eyes. Her smile. Her laugh.
This is what I fell in love with.
