Since returning to Leysin from my holiday travel to the United States, the village’s bustling winter season has welcomed me with open arms. The activity and energy of tourists is in full effect on the ski slopes, and with that is also a peace and calm with the falling snow. The contradiction and companionship of the two has made those once looong months of January and February (particularly for educators!) a new and exciting adventure. I’ve got my YakTrax and winter boots in tow as I hike up the mountain to work every day, and I’m learning to ski the blue (easy) slopes of the Leysin ski resort. It’s been fun and continues to remind me how thankful I am that I get to witness the wonder of these mountains…
and the charm of this village each and every day…
Below are pictures of Leysin’s Lower Sporting Center, where children ski and ice skate, the Tobogganing Park (which looks like tons of fun), the Parc à Biches (Deer Park – where I swear it looks like Santa’s reindeer come to hang out!), and another picturesque view of the village through the bare branches of winter trees.
Since returning to Leysin the physical surroundings of our home have certainly transformed, but with it so has another large part of Marc and I’s life. Unfortunately, we are, again, not able to be together here in our home in Leysin.
So after spending the holidays apart, and now separating again, a season of personal challenge is officially here, one in which we are forced to change, and let’s face it, making meaningful change in your life is not for the faint of heart! The decision to walk this season apart has not come without deep sadness and broken hearts for us both, but we are focused on the future and are determined to find meaning out of this experience and to ultimately root it in the foundation of our love.
Over the years of Marc and I’s story, the songs of Switchfoot, one of my favorite bands, seem to have consistently made an appearance. In high school, at 16 and 17 years old, when Marc rode alongside me in my Ford Escort, gifted by my older brother with a CAVSMAN license plate back when the Cleveland Cavaliers were NOT so good – thanks, Ross 😉 – I wondered what Marc would think of my midwest American, Christian music when Switchfoot’s “Only Hope” played on my car radio.
Oh yes, that is CAVSMAN and that would also be the deer sign Marc used to ask me to prom way back when.
Which I suppose prompts me to share our prom picture as well…haha!
Then, after graduating from university, we moved from city to city, and when the city got the best of me, which it regularly did, I would listen to “Saltwater Heart” and be reminded of how I, too, could “break clean” and “feel free again” when I got back to nature, to the countryside of how I grew up. And as Marc’s EDS slowly began to take its presence in our life as working adults, our love was challenged because of how his illness forced our lives as individuals and as a couple to change, so Switchfoot’s “Love Alone is Worth the Fight” became our anthem. I love the video below of us at their concert in March 2014 when lead singer Jon Foreman found his way right to us in the crowd – Marc even took his hand and helped him up on the ledge where you see him singing above us! It was freakin’ awesome and one of my favorite memories with my husband, which I think you can see from the joy on our faces in the (fuzzy) pictures below.
So with this winter’s Valentine’s Day coming up, let’s all remember that love alone, in all forms and for all people, is worth the fight. This is a love letter for my husband, that he remember that in all of his suffering, and in all of our suffering, there is meaning and love and hope and goodness, and that all of this is worth the fight. OUR love is worth the fight, and I’m still fighting.
I love you.
Your agapimou, forever.