If I Were in Utah.....

If I were in Utah...

I would see majestic mountains rising above my head protecting the valley below from wind and sun.

I would go on walks with my family through the tree covered path of Provo Canyon and marvel at God’s creations all around me.

I would take long deep breaths filling my lungs with the clean crisp mountain air allowing it to rejuvenate my soul.

I would enjoy feeling the soft cool green grass under my bare feet as I played with my kids at the park.

I would appreciate the colorful sunsets as we lay on the lawn enjoying the time with our neighbors.

I would anticipate the change of seasons from summer to fall by watching the leaves change from a brilliant green to rich reds and oranges.

I would dream of the wintery days to come when I could watch the fluffy white snow fall quietly to the ground all around me.

I would await for the day that I could dash down the snowy mountain on skis feeling like I was young again without a worry in my mind.

I would fill with excitement at the sound of cheers coming from the stadium during a BYU football game and join in as they sang the Cougar fight song.

I would anticipate our weekly Saturday night date with our best friends to laugh and have fun after a long hard week.

I would take pleasure in driving to the store in our huge beastly car just to buy a cold soda.

I would savor the taste of buttery, salty popcorn from the movie theatre as I watched a good action movie with the love of my life.

I would feel a sense of satisfaction as I watched my students leave my classroom at the end of the day knowing that I made a difference in their lives.

I would delight in the sound of beautiful music being played by my daughter on the violin or piano in the other room.

I would feel contentment and bliss as I played my favorite songs on the piano allowing myself to become a part of the music.

I would find amusement in coming home to a lovable furry dog that would show excitement by jumping and licking my face.

I would find satisfaction in watching my homemade bread rise in my kitchen and relish the aroma as it filled my home while it baked.

I would watch with delight as my children ate the freshly baked chocolate chip cookies I just took out of the oven with chocolate smeared on their faces.

I would stand tall and proud as I saw the American Flag wave in the breeze and feel gratitude for those who fight for our freedom.

I would take pleasure in knowing that I could jump in a car and be at my sisters house in only a few hours just to tell her I love and admire her.

I would call my loved ones and tell each of them how much I love and appreciate them being a part of my life.

If I were in Utah I would be home!