It was in between skating sessions, when the ice is smoothed out, from my vantage point , it looked like a giant wet diamond, slick and shiny.

On to the ice walked a young couple, a beautiful woman and a tall lean man, who they were?, I have no idea, friends of the rink manager? possibly, because they were the only two allowed on the fresh smoothed ice at that moment.

Suddenly the strains of a familiar Christmas carol came over the loud speakers,"O Holy Night", one that I had heard so many many times, but I had never really paid attention to, I was so sick of Christmas, it seemed like everything bad that could possibly happen to you in your life always happened to me at this time of year, I really grew to dread this time of year.

This time though the music and the words jolted me, shooting through me like a bolt of electricity.

On the ice the skaters moved to the song with grace and agility and determination ,but there was a gentleness in their movement,they skated as if they felt every note, every word, it was if their bodies became part of the song.