Dearest Park City,
Today I am writing you a love letter. I have had some things on my mind and feel the need to get them down on paper, so you know how I feel about you. This has been an incredibly challenging year, made slightly more challenging because last week I had a terrifying ski accident (in Montana don’t worry it didn’t happen on your terrain), and am scheduled for surgery (my second in less than two years) in two weeks. I know, so far this doesn’t read like a love letter, but I’m getting there.