It was my first time that I had went skiing that year, and at the time my life was pretty hectic. I wondered if it was a good idea to go with my friends that day, because there were many things I felt could've been accomplished by staying home. I talked to my parents and told them that I wasn't going to go with my friends to seven springs. When my dad heard he pulled me to the side and gave me some of the best advice I have ever heard. He told me that he knows how crazy my life had been, and that I felt like I needed to stay home, but sometimes you need to step away and completely forget about the situation. So I went, but never really fully understood what he was trying to tell me.
On my way up the ski lift, I was still in sort of depression mode, with things running through my head. My friends asked what was wrong but I didn't have an answer for them. When we got to the top, we got off the lift and took a seat for a second waiting for the snowboarders to get their bindings snapped in. And when I sat down, looked out over the mountain with the pure white snow coating every inch with people happily flying down the hill on skis I finally realized exactly what my dad meant. For the rest of the day there wasn't one thing that could have gotten in my way of being happy, being myself.
It is very hard for us to not think about whats most important on our mind, because our priorities make it that way. We think in order of importance. But when you seperate yourself from the normal world, you no longer feel like it is important to worry so much. That day, the most important thing on my mind was getting down the hill alive. And when I got back in the car, I saw a lot of things much clearer.
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