I was remembering the other day when someone asked me, way back in 1981, if I would teach snow skiing to the local Special Olympics kids when I lived in Ruidoso, New Mexico.
It was during a casual conversation. Just popped up out of the blue and I said, sure. I’d be honored. Didn’t think about it, just said yes.
When I walked away from that conversation, I thought …what in the heck did you just do?
Do you know ANYTHING about mentally handicapped people? Are you a good enough skier to teach anyone anything? What in the world were you thinking?
I had already committed. I had said yes …and in my world that, yes means…yes.
Not…well I’ve had time to think about it… and…uh…
So, the day came and I just went out there, met the person I was assigned to teach and went for it. I remembered back to how I had been taught. How to snowplow, how to catch that T-Bar under your butt to get dragged up the hill of the bunny slope. I just HELPED.
To this day, it is one of the most rewarding memories in my life. I don’t remember the girl’s name… she doesn’t remember mine but we had a great day.
We both learned there are people out there that add to your life and thank GOD they don’t ponder whether they should…they just do.
When I Ride... 
I have read all your post, here in the mountains where I am. All very good and rewarding for the soul.
Greetings from far away
C.
I am so happy about your trip because I am able to read about it! Thank you.
Somehow I think your soul knew what your brain hadn’t grasped yet. That you could do it, that you would do it, and that you’d be great at it.
Cheers! MJ
Somehow, I think you are right! Thanks for the encouragement. You are an encourager.