Here we go again. Sit back and enjoy the ride.
I lived in Farmington Ut for 9 years, the longest I have lived so far...by a long shot. In the couple times we have been in Utah together Jared had yet to see all the places that meant so much to me growing up. So we took the afternoon before we left for the cabin and did it. This was probably the part of the trip I have been looking forward to the most. I hadn't seen it all in 10 years either.
We went and saw the homes of my cousins. I didn't really have close friends outside my family until almost before I moved out. My siblings and my cousins became my friends. My one cousin, Katie, is my best friend of all time...other than Jared, of course. So I wanted Jared to see their homes, because I had spent so much time together. I also wanted pictures of them. I was a little nervous that someone would think we were creeps, because we were taking pictures of their houses.
Next stop was where I work from age 14 until we moved when I was almost 18. That would be the wonderful Bowmans Grocery Store in Kaysville. I spent so much time there.

I loved that the first thing I smelled when we walked in were all the doughnuts. They were so good and bought some for all the family that evening. We even got some other treats. It was a little strange to walk around there again and have everything feel so familiar, but no longer be apart of it. Several of the managers still work there. Jared said I should go and talk to them, but none of them would really remember me, other than as Michael's girlfriend (we both worked there). I loved having Jared see these places that were such a part of my life growing up.
After that we headed down main street to Davis High School. I loved seeing all the surroundings again. In a way it was as though I had never left. I got to relive so many memories. My Davis High has since been torn down. I loved that school and was so sad when I heard it. But some of the buildings are still there. Sadly, Jared didn't get to see it as I remember it. But we stood in the parking lot and I described it all to him. I loved going to high school and I was devasted when we moved during my senior year. But now I also have wonderful memories of Provo.
We traveled further down main street to my old neighborhood. I got to see Cherry Hill again...so many memories. We stopped by my old church. If we had been there on a Sunday I wanted to go to my old ward, but we were traveling both Sundays. We drove around my old stake and saw the houses and parks that were significant to me. I shared some stories.
Finally, we made it to my old house. Our wonderful neighbor, Brenda, was out in her yard working. I got to talk to her about all our old neighbors and she took me into my old backyard. We missed seeing Natalie. Sorry, we were a day too early. I was sad. I grew up in that house and have so many wonderful memories. I love that Jared now has a mental image to go to whenever I tell him stories...which I do often.

We had all put our prints in some fresh cement. Here I am seeing if my hand had grown any.

Brenda and me in front of my house. It hasn't changed much, but the backyard sure has. Thanks so much Brenda for showing me around. Can't wait to see you again sometime.
Next we traveled past my old elementary school towards the the most significant place of all my childhood.

My grandparents built this home right before I was born and they lived there until right before I turned 18. Many of the significant moments in my life took place here. If ever we get holodecks this is one of the first things I am recreating. I even wanted to have my wedding reception in the backyard. I was crushed when they sold it. We spent so many hours huge wild land behind their house. We called it the canyon. Now it being built up with houses. To me this is a crime, but no one asked me. Jared and I drove through the subdivision and I showed him some of the special places we would play.
Then we got the their house. I had been debating about asking for a tour. I didn't want it to taint my memories. What if it wasn't taken care of. The yard had changed abit, but for the most part was the same. I decided go to the door. When the woman opened the door I got a glimpse inside. I have to admit I got emotional, but soon got over it and asked for a tour. They were so good and took us through the house. It was so wonderful to see and hear how loved and well taken care of the house is. It isn't the same, but still so beautiful and improved in many ways. We got to swap stories and I got so many pictures. Again this gives Jared a mental image of all the places I tell him about.
I am so glad I took the chance to see inside and take pictures. I am going to eventually write children's stories about my adventures there. All of this will help me do that. We even got to walk around the yard.
We wrapped up our trip down memory lane we a quick drive past my junior high. It looked just the same. It amazes me.
Jared was such a good sport during it all and I loved seeing it all again. I can't wait to bore my kids to death showing it all to them someday.