“Come on, mom. You can do this,” said my 9 year old son as he whooshed past me on his skis.
With the exception of my husband who already knew how, my entire family learned how to ski last season. We took the requisite number of downhill skiing lessons and were let loose on the mountain.
Some of us were doing better than others. I was not one of those family members.
I struggled to stay standing and was scared to point my skis downhill. Getting off of the lift was a challenge for me and it took four weekend outings before I finally got off of the ski lift without falling into a tangled mess of arms, legs, and skis.
When I did get off the ski lift for the first time without falling, my son was right there with me, fist pumping to the sky in celebration. My 6 year old daughter was just as excited as she watched and waited for us so that we could ski down the hill together.
Sometimes, I found myself left alone at the top of the ski lift. My family had tired of waiting for me and skied ahead. This always gave me a little twinge of sadness until I heard my kids screaming from a lift above my head. I would look up and wave, never quite getting over the shock of seeing my two little ones on a ski lift all by themselves.
“Hi, mommy! Wait for us at the bottom! We can ride up together,” they said. They were never far away and were always looking out for me.
The tables had turned. It was their turn to make sure that mom was okay. The children were watching out for mom as dad watched out for the kids.
We have a lot of things that a few of us like to do. For instance, my daughter and I love to go out to lunch together. My son and I read books together. My husband and the kids go for bike rides. Skiing is one of the first outdoor activities that we have all loved and want to do together.
Last year, we used the ski season to learn how to ski and decide if this was something we wanted to do together as a family. This year, we have gotten all geared up, bought season passes to the mountain, and are ready to go. I am excited to watch our family continue to grow together.
Though I know that soon my kids will be leaving me in a wake of powder, I also know that they will want to meet up at lunch to tell me all about it. Maybe they just might stick around and complete a green run with mom.
We don’t know how long we will be in Colorado but as long as we are living just a drive from the mountain, we will be making the 6am Saturday morning drive to ski together as a family. As my kids continue to grow more independent and want to do more of their own thing, I hope that skiing together is something that I can always count on (even if they want to hang out with their friends most weekends!).
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