It has been crazy weather these last few weeks in Southern
Ontario. Rainy one day, snowy the next
with the sun popping out once in a while.
Being a good Canadian I truly enjoy all 4 seasons. Fall for its colours and warm cozy sweaters -
Summer for the warm sun, long days, and a friends swimming pool! - Spring for
all the freshness it brings and - Winter for all the cold snowy days when we
wait out the storms snuggled in front of a warm fire, and then head out to the
ski hill to enjoy the fresh snow. Those are my favourite times.
All of my kids are enjoying the slopes this winter. One sunny winter day, we all headed out for
the nearby slopes. My oldest son was
snowboarding with a friend, my youngest son was learning how to ‘snow plow’ and
my daughter and I were heading down the hill together. Now I have to admit, I am not a great
skier. I can get down the hill, turn
when I need to and stop almost on a dime!
I can even cut the snow under the ski and get that cool crunchy snow
sound when I turn or stop. For that my
kids think I am the coolest.
On this particular run we were heading down the hill, my
daughter was in front of me. For 7 years
old, this girl is pretty brave; she has trick skis (I didn’t know what I had
bought at the time) and likes to switch on the fly from going down frontwards
to backwards. As I was following along
behind her, I saw that she had cut someone off and was about to do it again –
So I had to yell out to her and try to get her attention. She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to
tell me she knew exactly what she was doing (7 going on 17). As we were continuing on down the hill and
talking about what had just happened, I totally wiped out. This shocked the heck out of me. I laid there, snow in my face and down my
jacket, legs twisted and one ski managed to pop off. My knee was sending a little yelp of pain (…help),
but nothing too severe. My daughter
skied over as quickly as she could to see if I was ok.
I laid there wondering – “Am I too old for this?” It was only a fleeting thought. “How could I be too old?” I am outside enjoying the fresh air with my
whole family. I pulled myself together
made sure the chairlift wasn’t full of people laughing, checking out to see who
else may have been witnessed my spill on the slopes, and continued on with the
run. What an amazing day with my
family. A little snow in the face is
surely the perfect beginning to a lasting memory with my family and I wouldn’t
change a thing!