When we have sampled much and have wandered far and have seen how fleeting and sometimes superficial a lot of the world is, our gratitude grows for the privilege of being part of something we can count on–home and family and the loyalty of loved ones. We come to know what is means to be bonded together by duty, by respect, by belonging. We learn that nothing can fully take the place of the blessed relationship of family life.
-President Thomas S. Monson, “A Sanctuary From the World, 2008. Born August 21, 1927.
Calgary Zoo with Aunt Sue, Mom & Dad.
Niece Ashton’s darlings in Calgary.
My amazing sister-in-law Jane and niece Emily in Calgary.
Dear Aunt Sue aboard Calgary’s only paddlewheeler at Heritage Park.
Aunt Lisa in Crested Butte, Colorado.
Grandma and Grandpa Johnson in Utah.
Uncle Jer, Aunt Tammy and our darling, prayed-for nieces.
Great Grandpa Smith, our only living grandpa (Bode taught him to play Angry Birds.)
Uncle Chris, Scofield Lake, Utah.
My niece Ashton’s temple sealing for time and eternity with her husband Fred in Cardston, AB.
Darling nieces at Wheeler Farm, Utah.
The Borowski clan in the Outer Banks.
Crab stalking in the Outer Banks with my brothers Pat, Jade and Dad.
Lazy summer days with Grandma Johnson in Utah.
The man with whom I’ve started my own family atop Bear’s Hump in Waterton Lakes National Park, Canada.
Mom and Dad on a walk in Fish Creek Provincial Park, Calgary.
Everywhere, with everyone, is a little cut of home.
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I'm a Canadian-born mom of two, former Denver Post columnist, family travel writer, editor of MileHighMamas.com and 9News contributor. Expert on all things Utah, Denver, family and travel. Lover of laughter and life. Happily married to a man obsessed with growing The Great Pumpkin. 