Most people don’t appreciate a lot of snow, but I do. It snowed in the mountains yesterday and the day before. Today, my son and I cut work and school and went to the hill. We decided at 8 PM last night, with little regard for previously made commitments.
When it snows we go snowboarding. We don’t abandon responsibility when the hill is open, but when there is fresh powder. There is something special about floating down a mountain on powder, and it is even more special doing it with somebody you love.
What special thing happens in life that you’re willing to abandon responsibility for?
