The frolic architecture of the snow. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Two Saturday's ago, Kyle went snow tubing with his youth group. Not being able to resist in playing in the snow, I too went. Did I mention Kyle really wanted me to? Yep! And that alone made my day. Not to mention God gave us the most beautiful day! It was sunny, not too cold, almost no wind and the slopes were fast.
At Hidden Valley, their snow tubing area is off the beaten path, isolated from the rest of the lodging and skiing area. It was actually kind of nice, we didn't have to fight traffic and the congestion with the rest of the ski resort.
It's been years since I was snow tubing, let alone at Hidden Valley. Mom's work, Gutchess Hardwood's used to go every year with their employees and their families. In fact, if my memory is not misleading me, the one year we went, dad participated in the snow tubing excitement, right beside me and Kyle, while mom sat inside and watched us. Kyle asked dad to go this year, but all dad said was, "What? You want me to break a leg? I can't do that anymore." I beg to differ. If dad would get his body back into a little bit of a better shape, I think he could have gone. It doesn't matter he's sixty-two, he's actually pretty healthy, considering. I truly hope, when I hit my sixties, I am still able to snowboard, snow tube, snow shoe, run, walk, roller skate, ice skate, hike, and the list goes on and on. At least that's my plan and I'm sticking to it!
Anyway, we had a great time! Kyle was able to bond with some of the kids, who all knew each other from going to Latrobe school. Kyle only gets to hang with his fellow youth group members when he's at CCD class, during his monthly youth group meetings and sometimes when he serves mass. For all of these, it is a limited amount of time and he is there to serve a specific purpose and not to just hang out and socialize, especially in church. So the snow tubing activity was a fun way to get the kids together to just hang out, which they did!
On a side note, everyone involved from the parents to the members including Mrs. Milko, the fearless leader of the Sacred Heart / Saint Cecilia Youth Group, are really good people. I mean down to earth sincere individuals, who want to help the community through serving others, spreading the word of God, setting an example, all while strengthening their faith. Pretty impressive!
At first Kyle was glued to my side, not really socializing with the others. He seemed a little reserved, very unlike Kyle, but I was there to give support and help him have a nice time. Actually, spending an afternoon with Kyle and playing in the snow was like heaven to me. I couldn't have been happier! I'll say it again, it was a great day!
Sometimes we went down the slopes together, holding onto the opposing tube; sometimes we pulled a Superman and went down head first with our arms stretched out; sometimes we raced each other; and sometimes we did a combination of two. Personally, I will admit, some of the fun involved tormenting Kyle. Yes, I can't deny it, I was instigating my fellow rider a bit and it was amusing! He always gets so bossy and sometimes he is too structured. Did I mention we were there to have a good time and not work the coal mines? So to throw a monkey wrench in his plans,
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