Ice

Song

Kia POV

It's my turn to talk about my mum and I'm just hoping I can get through this.
"Hi everyone, I'm Kia for those of you who don't know. This beautiful amazing woman was my Ma. She was the most amazing mother, she supported me in everything I did. At 5 years old I told her I wanted to be an ice skating ballerina, she told me if in a years time that what I still wanted then she and my dad would make it happen. And that's what they did, by the time I was 8 I was competing in competition, I won my first medal by the time I was 10 and I was on top of the world. My Ma was there for every practice, every fall and every time she told me to get back
Up and try again."

I wipe away the fallen tear, as I look out I see my dad crying and then I look to Chris who was trying to hide his tears but I could see them.
"When I had my fall, and my dream was over it not only destroyed me but it destroyed my parents, they were just as passionate about it as I was and although me leaving hurt them they still supported me. They still loved me. She still loved me. When I came back I was determined to make as many memories with my Ma as I possibly could, and we did. We have spent the last few months just together, doing nothing special, just reminiscing and laughing together. I will forever miss my mum, everything about her, but mostly I'll miss her hugs, she was always good at giving hugs."

I take a deep breath "she had one request for me at her funeral and that was to sing her favourite song. She knew how much I hated singing in front of people but she told me this was the one thing she wanted from me. So Ma, this is for you"
The music starts and I have to take a few deep breathes before I can begin.
'Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always some reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty
Oh and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness
Oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here'

As I stop, I feel the well break and I feel weak, this was my final goodbye to her and I didn't know how I would survive. Before I can fall, there are two strong arms around me, practically carrying me back to my sit, I look up and Chris is there. As he always is, holding me up and holding me together. I wrap my arms around him and he whispers softly to me "I've got you baby, never going to let you fall" I nod and just let him hold me as the priest finalises the ceremony.