The atmosphere reminded me of skiing in the Swiss Alps with my college boyfriend. He was funny, smart, handsome, and the best teacher to improve your skiing skills. (smile)
One winter, we were in the mountains with his friends. He wanted to show off and claimed that his girlfriend had learned so much from him that she could take on the steepest hill on the mountain. Would I not have been in love with him and wanted him to be proud, I would have never agreed to get down that hill. (smile)
He always told me to put my whole weight on my skies to control them best. So that day, I did just that and made it down the hill in one piece. To this day, I tell myself sometimes: Push your whole weight down on the ground for best control."
Over time, our relationship changed, and we split up but stayed good friends. He got killed in a motorcycle accident just before his 25th birthday. Losing my friend was devastating, and my grief was deep and unexpectedly painful.
On this sunny snow day, I remembered him, his jokes, and his advice.
So, I will plant my feet firmly on the ground for the coming weeks.
My love for him and our friendship will always have a special place in my heart.
What does trigger your memories?
Who is on your mind today?
Sharing our stories is a part of the healing process.
Memories assure us our hearts will always keep a loving space for our loved ones who have died too early.
Take good care,