Cristen then came to pick my up and we went straight to Brighton ski resort. Skiing was my 'brilliant' idea. I hadn't been skiing for (uh hem) 17 years. Cristen had a wonderful friend watching her kids and so it was just the two of us. My exuberance was replaced by intense fear. I literally prayed for safety and promised not to try anything stupid.... I couldn't even get over a tiny hill (bump on the trail) to get to the lift. Finally, with much encouragement from Cristen, I made it.

Soon we were off and enjoying the view from the lift. The green run was both terrifying and exhilarating. We both survived. Run 2 we tried a different lift, beautiful view and again went well. We were enjoying ourselves so much, we neglected to notice we took a slightly wrong path and ended at a different lift minus any green runs.... Good news, we noticed right before we got off the lift.... Bad news, only one way down :-P Notice our looks of terror.

My prayers intensified. Cristen did great and I only took one good tumble :-) We took a couple more runs on a more appropriate level and had a fantastic time, no broken bones!
The rest of the weekend included late night chats, good food, shopping, a BYU gymnastics meet and playing with the kids. I had such a fantastic weekend. Thank you Cristen!
It was such a wonderful gift. As fun as it was, I was thrilled to see my family at the airport, full of hugs and kisses! Missed them tremendously. Love you Eric, thank you for the gift of time.
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