My piece of paradise.

Does anyone else feel like Newman makes you want to live here forever?  I always go to U.S. history and he tells us stories about all the stupid things they did when they were younger and where they were.  He tells us about playing in the canal and holding hands with his future wife in Miss Guymon's room. He tells us stories about throwing snowballs at cars and adventures at Hearts.  Well somewhere along the way of listening to those stories, I fell in love, and as I drove down the streets of this cute little town today I thought,
"I could live here forever."

I could live here forever and go get my groceries at Maceys every week.  The same Maceys that we walked to every weekend of the ninth grade.  The same Maceys that we stalked Golden at.  The same Maceys that we went to load up on candy for Bree's first girls camp at.  The same Maceys we had a photo shoot at.  The same Maceys where I ate a king kong cone at.  The same Maceys that me and Lauren go to every now and then for a burrito.  Not because they are good, but because it's Maceys.. a sanctuary. 

I could live here forever, across the street from the high school.  The same high school where we put donuts in an unsuspecting girls locker.  The same high school that still has a piece of my face in it's walls from a basketball practice gone wrong.  The same high school where we stole a picture of Jameson.  The same high school that we fell in love with Mr. Dewey at.  The same high school that had brave young men go fight in WWI and WWII at.  The same high school that gave me confidence and love for people.  The same highschool where I grew up. 

I could live here forever and drive past margo's house.  The same house that we called Landon at and then giggled all night because he liked me.  The same house we crawled through the garage window and broke into. 

I could live here and drive past cammie's house.  The same house we tried to watch Lord of the Rings at. The same house that we at countless ammounts of Duos and fried rice at.  The same house that we blog stalked at. 

I could live here forever and drive past kendall's house.  The same house that we played barbies at and until late into the night.  The same house where we had a sleep over the night before our first day of tenth grade. The same house where we made cookie covered bananas. 

I could live here forever and drive past Haley's house.  The same house where I've eaten more than my weight in fruit snacks and popcorn.  Oh, and those one granola bar things, I loved those.  The same house where we played beatles rock band for hours.  The same house that we watched a billion scary movies at, literaly.  The same house that we had sleep overs in every other weekend.  The same house that has a sweet sweet mom, who always brings a smile to my face. 

I could live here forever and drive past bree's house.  The same house that has produced more than its fair share of talks and prank calls.  The same house that has fantastic cherries.  The same house that has the best trampoline for late night heart to hearts.  The same house where abby and lukes love was born.. (ha,bree text me when you read that.)  The same house that we crashed into jesse's car at.  The same house thas may or may not be Colton's.  The same house where mildred died.  The same house that we watched my super sweet sixteen at, forever.  The same house with that same table we sat at for hours making "the sound" at with danny and mckay. 

I'm not sure what will come of my house.  Maybe one day we'll move, but i could live here forever and see this little home that holds my childhood and maybe give some other little angles a child hood here too. 

"I love this place."
 I love the memories and the love that comes from growing up here. 
I love the people who have changed me here and the people who have helped me grow.
For some this may not be enough, but for me right now, it's been perfect.  Every bit. 
And you know,
I might just stay in white as they come Utah county, Utah, forever.