Yes, I iz broke. Everything is tearing me apart, in different directions, chunks of my heart out, all that good wholesome stuff. I feel like I'm fending off the big dark impending doom with a toothpick. FAWK.
On the other hand, I'm so grateful for the simple pleasures in life, such as being able to ski, be able to speak, hear, see. I had another instructor clinic tonight at C.O.P. We worked from the very basics up, CSIA progression. It brought me to realize just how hard something can be that I take for granted, for example parallel skiing, snowplows are hella uncomfortable. I'm happy that I can make a difference and take the time to slow down and share my passion of skiing with my disabled students. Oh and thank you for driving me there and back MT, you and your pro driving skills, and I'm quite pleased I passed the test ;)
I need to pass History and Literature Level 3 tomorrow, here we come studying.
Until later.
Je t'aime et tu me manques beaucoup
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