We Didn’t Make It to the Top—and That’s Okay
There’s a photo of her halfway down the Shilthorn trail, boots caked in slush, cheeks raw from the wind. We’d planned to reach the summit, but the snow was deeper than we expected. I remember the silence when we stopped—no one else around, just the sound of our breathing and the crunch of ice underfoot.
I wanted to push on, prove something, maybe to myself. She looked at me, shrugged, and said, “Let’s not be stupid.” So we turned back. I felt embarrassed at first, like we’d failed. But now, looking at that photo, I realize the best part wasn’t the summit. It was the decision to stop, together, and admit we’d had enough.
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