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A little lesson learned on a ski hill

Filed under: Family Stuff — January 6, 2011 @ 12:53 am

What was that noise?
UGH! WHY is my alarm going off?
Oh, yea. We’re going skiing for the day and it’s just before 5am.
Time to rise and shine.
I get Mark up and we quickly leave the quiet house.
On the way north we pick up a friend’s daughter and continue our 2-1/2 hr drive north. To snow and ski country.

Thanks to Charles Marks and Blue Mountain Ski Resort there are 40 some homeschool kids plus their parents skiing every week through January and most of February. The day turned sunny, the slopes were a mix of loose snow and ice, and lots of happy kids. A number of people were skiing but not so many and we never had lift lines to deal with. On our first run I urged Rachel and Mark to leave me so that I could ski at my slow pace and urged them to ski together. I ventured down Vista, Burma, Lazy Mile, Paradise, Switchback and repeated a few trails a few times too. A couple times my kids crossed my path, we chatted for a moment before I waved them on.

Starring at the gorgeous scenery from the mountain top I couldn’t help but smile. For several years when friends asked us to join them on their weekly ski trips I had declined. How could we afford the day away from school? It was, in my mind, too important to stay at home and do reading, writing and arithmetic. But then it dawned on me one day 4 years ago. My kids would soon be graduated from our school I never, ever would have taught them to ski. Never would have taught them not to hibernate in the winter. There was something quite important here and I was missing it all, trying to focus just on book-work.

Four years ago we joined the winter homeschool ski group and ventured out. Six times that first winter, somehow finding the time, squeezing book-work into other days, and enjoying the snow. Together. I remember how they praised my skiing ability. Actually they were both rather shocked that mom could ski, and that she could ski really good! I skied with them, taking them down their first bunny slope,and their first intermediate slope (and heard about their first run down the expert slope).

My boys learned to ski, and I learned to relax. We’ve made some great memories skiing on the hills and I wouldn’t trade the ski days for extra reading, writing and arithmetic days. I’m glad we’re skiing again this year. And on the ride home the first song I heard after dropping my friend’s daughter off was very appropriately George Strait’s “The Breath You Take”

Life’s not the breaths you take
The breathing in and out
That gets you through the day
Ain’t what it’s all about
Ya just might miss the point
Try’n to win the race
Life’s not the breaths you take
But the moments that take your breath away

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