The strange emptiness the world elicits as you wake up the next day in a world without them.
I was 16 when Shane Mcconkey died.
I couldn’t believe it.
No super-man front can ever quite satisfy the void.
It wasn’t until this year that I realized how inextricably tied I was to skiing.
I skied 3 times that season and it wasn’t the old friend I had remembered.
I was skiing at a new resort with a different group of friends and everything felt out of place.
I didn’t enjoy skiing like I used to.
It’s the middle of January and I still haven’t bought a pass.
The community that had always been a literal part of me had fallen out from under me.
Worst of all, it was completely my doing; I had forgotten who I was.
Don’t chase after something to discover you don’t like who you’ve become.
Don’t turn your back on the community that has shaped you.
As for me, I’m going skiing next week for the first time in over a year.
