My own little powder lover on a groomer |
I'm not gonna lie, I thought of the New Englander so many times -- especially when she would seek out powder -- "Don't wreck that line, Mom, I'm heading for that one!" He would've been proud. I was proud.
She really is good company, especially when it is just the two of us. On the way home, we heard this song on the radio:
Just you and I-I-I
Sharing our love together
And I know in ti-i-ime
We'll build the dreams we treasure
And we'll be alright
Just you and I-I-I
Of course I know this song is meant to be about lovers. But it kinda works, for today, as a song for my daughter and I:
Just you and I-I-I (just you and I-I)
Sharing our love together
And I know in ti-i-ime (and I know in ti-ime)
We'll build the dreams we treasure
And we'll be alright
Just you and I-I-I
And I remember our first embrace
That smile that was on your fa-ace
The promises that we made, ooh-ooh-ooh
And now your love is my reward
And I love you even more-ore
Than I ever did before-ore
Ok, so she didn't smile during our first embrace, but I do love her more-ore than I ever did before-ore. I've always loved her, but it's getting easier all the time. And for that, as well as the fact that we didn't crash going over any ski jumps today, I am grateful:
We made it, you and I
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