In life, finding a voice is speaking and living the truth. Each of you is an original. Each of you has a distinctive voice.
When you find it, your story will be told. You will be heard.
My kids spend a lot of early mornings on the ski hill. They often must roll out of bed, stumble to the car in the pre-dawn night, and ride for several hours to make it to early training on time. My thirteen-year-old son used to grumble about it, but this season, he goes willingly.
Ski racing is not an easy sport – there’s a huge amount of equipment to keep track of, travel at hours when most people are sleeping, dealing with weather conditions that soak you to the skin or make you feel like you’ll never be warm again, and, most difficult for me, frequent days when we’re separated as a family.
Last weekend the four of us were on two different mountains, one parent with each kid. As I was waiting for my daughter’s ski race to start, a text came through. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, hoping for an update from my son, this image popped up. I knew exactly what he was doing and feeling, and I smiled. A sense of calm settled over me, and I knew he was safe and happy doing what he loves.
When I see the world through his eyes, it frequently stops me in my tracks. So often teenagers struggle to communicate, but he is finding his voice and creating his story.
I hear it loud and clear.