Do you know the feeling of something that simply seems too good to be true? If you do, you are sure to understand what I feel at this very moment. It is strange how life turns out, when thinking back on it; Happiness and Sorrows, tears and laughter, all mixed up in this vessel that one calls oneself. It is amazing how things changes.
I am, at this moment, so incredibly happy, as if the vessel is about to overflow, but I don't mind. I have been so fortunate! By just being me, Mithanor, Elleth o Lórien, singing my songs and writing my poems.. For I, of all Ellith upon this World, I have been chosen, chosen to take part in someone elses life and eternity. His name is Tinuvinil and he has asked for my hand.
I do not think he understands what he has done, asking me to spend his eternity with him, he cannot even begin to comprehend all the emotions that are running through my being. In my poems I call him by many names, Edraithil, Thalion.. but through and through he is Melethril, for he loves with such depth and width I get overwhelmed. O, how fortunate am not I?
And along with him, I have found the most wonderful of friendships in Malliel. Had I anyone to call Sister, it would be her. She is so fair and has a cheerful disposition, always smiling. I love her dearly and I value her friendship beyond all others. And yet again, the vessel overflows of joy.. She announced the happy news, that she is with child. My sweet, sweet Malliel.. It is a wonderous thing, a child is to be given you! If that is not a cause of rejoycing, then nothing is!
I think I shall cease here and go for a walk in the sunlight, for the day seems pleasant and made for contemplation, meditation.. Gelir i Edhel ai tírad in eraid sui sin!
