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| H a p p y ? |
| Part One We were in bed when it happened. Blissfully unaware, still wrapped up in each other. His warmth beneath me, his heartbeat against my cheek, and I was happy. Isn�t that funny? Happy? Like some kind of child like creature who can only find joy in a man, even the word, happy, conjures up images of birthday parties and balloons. Cake that�s far too sweet and fizzy drinks that make you sick. So perhaps happy isn�t the word � content maybe. Overwhelmed, bowled over, floating above the bed looking down at my body still reeling in pleasure. In love, Nora Lewin, strong independent hot headed Nora Lewin in love. After all these years it finally happens and I�m too far-gone to prevent it or put a halt on the proceedings. He has me; he had me from the word hello if all truth were known. It was his voice that did it, and that smile, slightly too self � assured, slightly too over confident but something about the way he said my name. The warmth, the passion already building, the connection made. So he we are, over two years later only just enjoying the joy, and yes happiness, found in each other�s company. Surely when you get older you should realise that when this happens you grab hold of it and make it stay � even beg it to if needs be. Yet it took us so long to get past the roles we had both worked so hard to craft. Layer upon layer of defences, boss and worker, lines not to be crossed. Clich�s aside, maybe this is what we were supposed to do, work our way through the problems set in front of us, jumping the hurdles and playing the game. All for some god�s amusement I�m sure. What is the god of love � Venus? Well I hope she�s had fun watching us manoeuvre our way around this mess, sidestepping issues that both were too afraid to address. And then when he was ready and waiting for me, I turned away. I when I finally reach the point of knowing it�s right he�s not there anymore. Days, weeks, months, years � and then it�s here and you�re not prepared. Love, in all it�s tattered, fragmented glory. Not something pure and simple and life changing. It doesn�t fix the world, it doesn�t mend all your woes, but it�s there. Peacefully, silently, sliding into place like you wouldn�t notice. Until, as I said, it�s far too late to stop it and you have nowhere to turn but to each other. Yet as he slept beneath me, he had no idea of what was happening out in the world, neither did I. The phone rang at 3 a.m. on the button. Cutting through the dreamy world we had created in our minds with the news. My sister had taken an overdose and had been rushed to hospital, could I go straight away? Review Home |