This past weekend, we experienced our first snowfall of the season, and it brought an exciting energy into our home. The kids were buzzing about building snowmen, sledding, and indulging in hot cocoa topped with marshmallows.
As is tradition, families flocked to the local golf course to transform it into a winter wonderland. Naturally, we weren’t technically allowed to be there, but such perfect snow is too precious to ignore. It needs to be raced upon and slid down, leaving behind rosy cheeks and gleaming smiles against the brilliant white backdrop.
In preparation for the impending blizzard, my husband bravely ventured out to find new sleds. We weren’t settling for flimsy plastic options; no way! After visiting four different stores, we finally located the ideal sleds for maximum sliding enjoyment.
I bundled the kids in their warm winter gear and sent them off with their dad. Sledding at the golf course isn’t my favorite pastime. For starters, it’s cold. Plus, it gets overcrowded and can feel quite perilous. My heart races with every run. Teenagers often take reckless risks, zooming down the slopes while younger children scramble back up. Many lack helmets, and supervision seems scarce. It’s an exhilarating yet chaotic scene.
The near misses usually elicit sighs of relief and laughter, but this time was different. What should have been a close call turned into a tragedy. One moment, a joyful little girl was speeding down the hill with her friend, and the next moment, there was an eerie silence. It was the kind of moment that changes lives forever.
Despite numerous adults and kids recognizing the danger of those slopes, we often dismiss small risks we encounter daily—like texting while driving or leaving kids unsupervised for just a minute. We close our eyes and hope that nothing terrible will happen. After all, how could anything go wrong on such a beautiful day? How could it happen to such a sweet girl?
It could have been any child. In fact, there were numerous injuries that day. It could have been one of my kids or someone else’s. But sadly, it was a precious third grader, and I now find myself praying for her with every ounce of hope I can muster.
From this moment on, my children will no longer sled, snowboard, snorkel, bike in the street, bounce on trampolines, or even cross the street to catch the bus. The list goes on: tree climbing, swinging high, bed jumping, and sports—OK, I see the slippery slope here.
As much as I wish I could wrap my kids in protective bubbles and shield them from every possible injury, both physical and emotional, I know that’s just not feasible. Living means taking risks, laughing, and yes, even sledding. But we definitely need to embrace risk management—helmets for everyone!
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In summary, while we can’t always shield our children from every potential danger, we can make informed choices and manage risks to help them enjoy life to the fullest.
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