I wondered-what will it be like when Connor can walk and talk to me? He's my silent (sort of) friend right now, but I can't wait til he blabbers on with real words.
I remembered my childhood, since the old sidewalks of Cedar City smell the same as they did when I was 3 years old and would come visit my grandparents.
I contemplated how odd it is that my past and present collide in so many ways because I live here. This is my fourth time living in Cedar City, and each time has been so different.
I realized we will probably never live in Cedar again after this year is up-not that we don't love you my Cedar friends and family-it just snows too much and lacks the culture we need to make a good living.
I marveled at the beautiful mountains and the way the sun hit them when the rest of the city was shrouded in a blanket of shadow. I'm really going to miss this place.
I laughed at myself for being so sentimental when I still have 9 months left in this adorable city.
I sang "I Wonder When He Comes Again" in my head as I took in the beautiful world around me...
I planned all of the things I still want to do before we leave. Tried to calculate how much I'd be able to do-one more fall season where we can drive up the canyon and see the changing leaves; one more snow-packed winter full of hot chocolate and snowmen; one more spring in which we won't plant any flowers or veggies because we won't be here when they bloom.
I almost cried thinking about the fact that in exactly a year I know we most definitely won't be here...and how hard it will be to say goodbye to my family.
I chided myself for once again being overly sentimental.
I basked in the sunshine and took a swim with Connor in his little pool. Quite a sight people...
I taunted the dog with the LASER! he loves to chase around the house.
I kissed my adoring husband when he got home.
I reflected today was a day worth blogging about.
I HOPE there are many more days like this...
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