Feb. 21, 2008
I survived on the slopes and more
 Me ready for the slopesI survived the ski trip!! None of our group had any broken bones or anything. It was a great day for skiing and we had a great time. I really enjoyed skiing. I didn't have much instruction but I watched others and got a few pointers from people. The main thing I learned early on is how to stop, snow plow. The first couple of trips down the bunny slopes were scary but I finally caught on. I only fell a couple of times. My 10 year old daughter, Anna, made me feel bad. She went down the bunny slopes twice and moved on to the ski lift and bigger slopes. I stayed on the bunny slopes a lot longer than that. Finally I graduated to the big slopes. I waited to ride up with someone who knew what to do on the ski lift. At the top of a big slope I stood there wondering if I could make it down without majorly hurting myself. It looked a lot bigger from the top than from the bottom. I wasn't too sure about going down but they won't let you ride the ski lift down. There was no choice but to try it. I did it! It was so much fun and it felt great to fly down the hill with the wind in your face. I skied for about 3 hours before I stopped for lunch and then just walked around taking pictures of others in our group. Since the slopes are spread out I hadn't seen much my girls. I found them and took some pictures then watched the crazy snow boarders for a while.  Elizabeth H and Anna Anna flying down the slopesIt was a very fun day and well worth the trip. Maybe I will make that my annual birthday trip.  On the way home I survived another first. This was just as scary as standing at the top of the big slope. First a little background.. in Feb.2000 I had a stroke like thing happen -kind of like a TIA but they called it an RIND ( Reversible Ischemic Neurological Deficit). It was scary but I recovered with no problems. Then in June of the same year, I was driving in Atlanta ( a scary place to drive on a good day) and I felt faint and weird again. I was o.k .but since then I have times when it really bothers me to drive, especially on interstates. So back to the story.... We had ridden up with the Hingles in their big van. On the way home Ellen Hingle got very tired while driving. (On the way up her son had helped drive but the big kids stayed longer skiing than we did.) So Ellen is very tired and I am the one who needs to help. I need to help drive Ellen's 15 passenger van, an hour north of Lexington, at night, on the interstate, I 75. I have never driven anything bigger than a 12 passenger before. So as I see Ellen drooping more and more and I am praying for a way out of this more and more, I realize this is a test, a trial. I told Ellen I would drive. The whole van is full of kids and everyone is sleeping. I am driving this unfamiliar, huge van through Lexington on I 75 at night and praying -lots and lots of praying. After a while, I felt God's peace and was actually able to thank Him for the trial. I thanked God for having to drive this big van on the interstate in the dark and most of all for His peace in the midst of it. It was even cooler than coming down that big slope on snow skis! |
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