09/25/2025
This year, my sister and I became more of a team. We’ve always had each other’s backs but in the last twelve months, our relationship has deepened + blossomed at the same time. What brought us here has been the rapid decline of my father’s health at a pace none of us saw coming. This trip last week, to one of our favorite mountains as kids, was just what we needed to bond + hug + take a breath.
Last summer the two of us decided to visit our favorite winter destination as kids: Telluride (scroll down my Feed for photos) and because of the sheer magnitude + joy of that trip, we decided to continue visiting the Rocky Mountains we skied with our parents back in the 90’s. Breckenridge was my second favorite right behind Telluride (my sister, Aly, was a bit too young to remember) so we decided to head out there to see the Aspen trees shifting colors from canary to cantaloupe - their leaves shimmering like gold coins in the crisp Colorado air. It was stunning. These snapshots + videos barely capture the essence of it all.
While it’s certainly not the same to be out West in the mountains without my mom + dad as we were year after year growing up, my sister and I are more grateful than ever for our family Christmas vacations in the mountains that have truly given us something as adults to bond over, savor + reminisce. It’s wild to stand at the base of a mountain 30 years later + look up at the ski lifts we barely fit on as kids. Everything looked so big back then.
This trip was wonderful. Hiking through the Aspen tree-lined paths, walking through the adorable town of Breck so alive with creativity from woodworking to pottery studios to glass blowing + of course, most importantly … laughing together so hard as though we were drunk on altitude. These were some of the greatest moments of last week.
Life is beautiful. I’m grateful for all of it + how life has an interesting way of bringing two souls back together again. ✨
