Sailing On Ice

There's something about skating on a pond that doesn't compare to anything else in the world.  Maybe it's the setting or the people or the sport or maybe it's the feeling you get once you get out on the ice.  What an amazing feeling it is to be sailing across the placid surface of a pond in the heart of winter when the ice is thick as a brick.  To be with friends and family enjoying nature and embracing the opportunity to play a bit of pond hockey. 

Last January, my grandmother passed away.  She was an amazing person that brought so much love and happiness to the our little corner of the world, part of her lives on in me and everyone who knew her.  She could put a smile on your face even on the worst of days.  She had a way about her that made you smile and appreciate the good things in life.  Even in her last days she was still cracking jokes just to get a laugh, or even a smile.  It's hard to believe she's been gone for over a year, she is missed by everyone and will live on in everyone who knew her.

Back to the subject of pond hockey last January after the funeral a bunch of us including friends, cousins, aunts and uncles went out on the pond to enjoy some five on five old fashioned pond hockey.  That was one of those days that was full of emotion, some happy, some sad but it was full of love.  I realize how fortunate I am to have such an amazing family and there is no place i'd rather be than with them.  I'm writing about this because back home in PA my eleven year old brother and his friends are out on that ice, and I can't begin to describe how jealous I am.