A cold winter day with the sky fully iced over.
Staring out the window, the snow falling softly outside.
The gloominess of the night mirrors her aching heart.
Her loneliness amplified by the cruel weather outside.
Just yesterday she felt like a child playing in the snow.
But in reality that was 70 years ago.
Now bitter cold pierces her fragile bones.
There is no longer any joy in winter.
Christmas gatherings are coming.
But the friend she yearns to see won't be at any of them.
She can go to him, he can't come to her.
Though this is her deepest desire.
For most people, Christmas is a busy time.
A time of preparation, celebration and seeing loved ones.
But she has only one busy, festive day.
The rest of the year all she hears is her heart aching.
Everyone has time for each other, but not for her.
It's hard to convey in one day what has transpired all year.
Gatherings are so crowded that the depth of intimacy won't be possible.
It's overwhelming to crowd a year's worth of conversation into an evening.
She tries to put the coming days out of her mind.
And watches the snow falling again.
She strains to see where it came from.
Up in the sky.
She wishes she could meet it at it's source.
To go up into the sky and have a real reunion.
A meeting of parents, sisters and a husband whom she misses so much.
She can picture their overjoyed faces in her mind.
For a brief moment hope returns to her countenance.
Peacefully, she slowly makes her way to her bed.
Laying down, and thinking about what lies ahead,
she manages to fall asleep.
In what feels like only a moment, her eyes are opened again.
The bright light blinds her for a second.
Greeted by people she has missed so dearly.
She has mystically been transported to another place.
Her searing pain has fled. She looks down at her new body.
An overwhelming sense of joy floods her soul.
There is so much to catch up on and so many people to visit.
Fortunately for her, she no longer has only one day to do it.
After having crossed over she briefly dwells on who is left behind.
She hopes she was able to convey her true beliefs about the the place she now dwells.
Her journey on earth is complete.
She feels like a child again in a new world of hope and great anticipation.