Usually, when someone suggests leaving the comfort of my air-conditioned home during July, I turn them down. I mean, who wants to be outside feeling like your skin is melting off your bones?
But, when family is in town, perspectives change.
This afternoon we loaded up the van (and a couple of more cars...) and drove up Mueller Park Canyon in the hills above Bountiful Utah. We unloaded people, firewood, and fixins for a cookout.
Utah is an amazing place. If you're an outdoorsy person, there are few places better to live in than Utah. Golf, ski, bike, run, hike, snowshoe, camp--the state's got it all. And if Brigham Young's original state boundaries had stayed in place, Utah would have San Diego's beaches as well.
This afternoon was a treat, and I'm not talking about my double s'more. We chatted, shared, learned about how the families are doing and plans for the future. This is my wife's family, a group of people who have welcomed me as one of their own to which I am eternally grateful.
No, normally I'd consider turning down a request to have dinner--cooked by an open flame, no less--in the middle of July. But today I said yes. And I'm glad I did.