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For me, it was the 1984 Olympics and watching Katarina Witt and Scott Hamilton skate. I got my first pair of figure skates after begging my parents forever for my 11th birthday, and my dad surprised me one step further when he told me he bought skating lessons for me too! Right before I got my skates I got really sick and had to be hospitalized. My illness was so bad that because I was bedridden for weeks, I had to learn how to walk all over again. I remember my dad bringing in my new skates into the hospital room and lacing them on to my feet, willing me to get well so that I can skate again. I did get well but unfortunately, I was never able to take those lessons and wore my precious new skates only twice before I grew out of them. It was out of the question to ask my parents to buy me another pair of skates again, but my love of skating and wanting to skate never waned.
Flash forward 12 years. I finally fulfilled my lifelong dream by purchasing my own skates with my own money. I had rollerblades, but it never really could compare with the sensation of smooth ice and frictionless gliding under my feet. My boyfriend and now husband, surprised me with group figure skating lessons for my birthday and I have been skating ever since. I also still have my little first pair of skates in my closet, barely used, and I will treasure them forever.
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09-19-2003, 12:31 PM
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