Saturday was one of those days I hope I never forget. I took Eliza and Corbin snow skiing. It was Corbin's second time and Eliza's first time. Corbin was zooming down the mountain (lapping us...he did twice as many runs as E and I did). Eliza was a trooper, never crying, even when she stayed on the chair lift too long and had to jump off.
One of the things I enjoy most in life is watching my children learn something new. I love seeing the joy on their face when they realize this new, yet difficult, task is worth the effort it takes. That great things can come with work and endurance. Both Liz and Corbin were learning that even though we sometimes fall and get hurt, that it is always worth the effort to rise and try again. That the reward is greater than the sacrifice. Who knew that learning to ski could teach so much?
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