Sundays

Ever week as Sunday rolls around I am struck by a little bit of Utah homesickness. There just seems to be a different feeling there on Sundays. Part of what I miss, I am sure, are the family dinners at moms. But there is a sense of peace that just seems to surround you on that day, in Utah. The more I think about it the more I feel like it is probably because in our community at home, there are so many people who respect the Sabbath day as we do. That makes for quieter roads, less neighborhood commotion, more businesses closed, a sense of difference for the day, and well- it just feels different, quieter, because of these things. It feels peaceful. I am learning to love and appreciate all that our new home and community offer. But at the end of the week, as we reflect on our savior and all of his beautiful blessings; our thoughts turn towards little ol' Orem, Utah and the spirit we always felt there.