I’m turning 25 today and I can’t believe how fast time goes by. I clearly remember when my dad taught me how to ski using a string around me and controlled me from behind while shouting “LEFT! LEEEFT!!! AND NOW RIGHT! RIIIIIGHT!!!! GOD DAMMIT TURN RIIIIGHT!!!!” haha. At times he became very mad at me because I just couldn’t get the feeling of it… I learned skiing very late compared to my friends who teased me a lot while I was learning with my dad and my friends laughed at me but I did my best not to care. I tend to be extremely determined, something I have from my father, and I said to myself I wanted to become way better than all of my friends. I didn’t wanted to be remembered as the one who sucked at skiing. In time I learned, bought a lot of ski films, learned tricks and so on until I felt I was known as the skilled skier. Skiing became a huge part of my childhood and sometimes I quitted classes to go out skiing without telling my parents.
I haven’t had the opportunity to ski the last couple of years. Looking back I can now see how my life is slowly changing. Or I rather say: developing… I will always go back skiing when I get the opportunity for the rest of my life. It reminds me of who I also am, a part of me I shouldn’t forget and always remember to take care of. When skiing I forget everything I usually worry about - for me it is the best way to find peace and just enjoy myself without thinking about others.
I’m actually celebrating my 25th birthday quietly without my family - they all live in Greenland. I really miss my parents, my brother and sister today and wish I could go out for a dinner with them or just having them around. I’m going to Greenland for 4 days at the end of this month and I’m really looking forward seeing them.
Compared to my brother and sister I prefer having a quiet birthday. Something I chosed because my family haven’t always had the money to buy gifts and all the other things that comes with a birthday. Arranging a birthday event took a lot of my mothers energy. It usually ended up with all the family arguing - splitting everyone up, so I have now for many years told my family I wanted nothing so our economy wouldn’t be strained and I didn’t want to see my mother use up all her energy. It was different when I was a little kid - my parents could pull of the biggest birthday parties for me and my friends, I especially remember the biggest treasure hunt I have ever experienced and I felt I was in an huge adventure movie. My father had used days just to prepare the treasure hunt part and my mother had also used days to prepare tons of cakes and decorating our home. But you grow up and things change. I actually like having a very quiet birthday. I haven’t held insistently anything memorable for the last 10 years except when I turned 18. I guess I’m the kind of person who thinks a lot about how people nearest to me are feeling and I want them all to be happy, something I have from my mother. When people around me are happy, then it makes me happy and relaxed too. - and that’s always the perfect birthday gift for me. To see a happy family.