A Day of Thanksgiving

Last night I went for a night tour. Long day at work, too late to drive home to Idaho to be with the family. I needed an outing. As I started hiking in the dusk that would turn to dark I looked around and knew this was my happy place. It was cold, snowing and a blustery night but I couldn’t think of any other place I’d rather be. The down was fun, just the beginner run at Alta but the solitude experienced was well worth the trek.

Hiking through the blizzard I contemplated the things I was grateful for: my dad who introduced me to skiing, adventures and the outdoors. My mom, for teaching us to live life to the fullest and to laugh along the way. My siblings, for pushing me to become the person I am today. The amazing people that have come into my life and stayed and others who are gone but made an impact on my life.

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