Today's OneWord: Ski
With my leg injury, I would never ski, snowboard, mountain climb, or even trek through a hillside of snow again. And really, winter, as well as its pastimes, were what kept me happy even during the summer months. Now all I could do was stumble up a slope once in a while with a makeshift cardboard sled, struggling to keep my balance so I didn't tumble into a ditch. Because if I did, God help me, because I wouldn't have the strength to crawl my way out.