Bittersweet thing, and paradoxical. In my grieving my awesome father I have found that skiing with kids has made me the most happy. I'm their coach! My Dad was a coach, for decades, boys and girls, wrestling, running, softball, baseball. Took kids to state competitions in all disciplines. He never got to see me become a ski coach. While I'm a ski coach I'm the most happy, and when I think about it I grieve.