
One of the perks of my awesome job is that I get to travel to Utah monthly. Utah is where Brad and I lived the first 6 years of our marriage. Most of that time we were students at the University of Utah (GO UTES!) and lived in student family housing. Today I took a stroll on our old stomping grounds.

My stroll was nostalgic because this time of year, 21 years ago I was a very pregnant young mother, holding Trevor's hand as we'd walk to the zoo or the playground.


Brad made up a bedtime story (I'm sure it gave the kids nightmares!) about this playground and a little ugly man that lived under some of the playground equipment. Although our oldest was the only one to play here, all the kids grew up listening to that story.


That bottom window was ours. I used to lift Trevor out the window for him to kick around a ball or play in a kiddie pool.

Ahhhhh! The majestic Wasatch Mountains! During this time I worked at the UofU Med Center. I'd usually walk the mile or so to work and totally LOVED crunching fall leaves along the way!

Anybody remember the old days when we'd anxiously check the mail to see if a letter arrived from mom & dad?

Thanks everyone, for indulging me during this stroll down memory lane.
Any place bring back such poignant memories for you that it almost hurts?
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crunching fall leaves is one of the best things about fall :)
ReplyDeleteOh what a wonderful way to spend the day!!!! Love the fall leaves!!!
ReplyDeleteHave a great day!!!
I love this stroll. Those mountains are breathtaking! You live in a very blessed place.
ReplyDeletexo
I so enjoy your strolls ~ and this was wonderful!! HHL
ReplyDeleteThanks for the stroll...I love taking them:)
ReplyDeleteKisses,sweetie
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Loved the stroll...love the photos! Time to hit the mountains with my camera and do a bit of strolling! Color is coming on strong for sure.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing,
Barb
Oh, I loved this post! And the lovely photos (they almost had a dreamy, nostalgic glow as I read on). I really enjoyed taking my honey through the college quads I occupied years ago as a twentysomething (which seemed eons ago, now I'm a ripe, old thirty something ;)). Something special about sharing a stroll with someone who is a big part of your life now, showing them another part of your life when they weren't in the picture...
ReplyDeleteLoved the stroll. I was born in Utah, and my dad and mom's side of the family all lived there. We ended up moving to California, but visited Utah every Summer. It is a very beautiful place!
ReplyDeletethanks for taking a friend along on your walk down memory lane. fun to see some of your life.
ReplyDeleteaww, I love strolls down memory lane!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful stroll. My dad used to tell us stories like that all the time haha
ReplyDeleteWhat a fabulous stroll. I love the crunching sound of leaves!
ReplyDeletexo
Oh, I LOVE this post. The photos and the memories......just beautiful.
ReplyDeleteCayucos, California is that place for me.