So in the 40 years that I have been skiing I had never hurt myself before. Well that all changed on February 5th! I broke my tibial plateau in a silly fall. The care that I received from Aspen Valley Hospital and the Steadman Phillipon Clinic was superior and comforting. If you had to break your leg, this is where to do it. My physical therapy with Aspen Valley Hospital has been great, convenient and what a facility!
After reviewing my 23 and Me results, I was not surprised by my Scandinavian heritage, no wonder I like and understand hygge so much.
I visited Iceland in 2012 as a result of a fundraising campaign to raise money for Challenge Aspen a local non-profit that helps people with disabilities get out in our beautiful environment. The 1st clue was when a little Icelandic boy approached my son and started talking to him in Icelandic. They looked like brothers and we mother’s could not get over their resemblance of one another.
As it snows and is cold outside today, I am reminded of the book “The Little Book of Hygge“, by Meik Wiking who shares all the details of this wonderful philosophy of comfort, warmth, togetherness that the happiest people on the planet practice. My favorite hygge moments are :
- pajamas and tea, watching the weather go around
- family movie nights
- xc ski parties at night
May you find your favorite way to celebrate hygge year-round!
After the holidays, I always have have the desire to start a new and clean out and clear out and strip away the holiday season, not because I do not love it, but precisely because I really love it so much and want to keep it special by not keeping everything around too long.
My father’s birthday is January 6th, epiphany day in the Episcopal church, my usual ‘take down’ day and a great day for a New Year’s clean up.
Well this year, my Dad passed away on epiphany day, his 78th birthday, suddenly and unexpectedly, which added a great sadness to the day and this day’s meaning in my life. I took the tree down and felt the sense of permanence one would in this situation.
Once I had the tree down, I decided to tackle the exterior and I had an epiphany. I was not going to remove all the carefully executed decor, I was going to recycle it into the celebration of the light returning and have that adorn our house for our 12th annual XC ski party, keeping my Dad alive a little longer in my heart at this dark time of year.
It was a fresh and welcome look and it extended the greenery’s life for so much longer. I will keep his spirit alive now every year at this time as not a time of sadness, but as a time of the return of the light and new beginnings. I think my Dad would have liked that.
I love you Dad and here’s to more light in all our lives.
Thanks for joining me!
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton