Whenever I start a run, I click my poles together behind my back as a rememberance to the family and friends I can no longer ski with.
Such a beautiful tribute to a wonderful role model. May the memories of him hold you up and give you peace.
@Philpug I often click my poles behind me as I start off and didn't know where I got it from until I skied with my dad after many years of not skiing with him and watched him do the same thing. Fortunately, he is still alive but I do always think of him when I do it and will forever.
I feel like the deeper the footprint on your heard, the deeper you feel the grief.I never experienced grief until my Dad passed away. Perhaps the more lost you feel is a marvelous indicator of a very unique Father and Son relationship. Just be glad you had him in your life, I know of friends who could have cared less when the father died, and, that always astounded me. In his eulogy, my first line was " I feel orphaned at 50". He never skied, but, if I had one wish granted, we would play another round of golf.
May he RIP.
I want to say how amazed and how touched I am at the number of people who took time to read this, offer condolences, and share your stories. I Really wish I could just reach out and hug the whole PugSki community right now. Thank you all!