my love in utah

People kept asking what my plans were for Utah, and rightfully so. I have an endless list of places and things—activities, even—that mean a lot to me in and around Provo. But more than anything, all I found myself wanting was time with family and friends. That's where my love lies. I didn't get nearly enough (some dear friends were missed), and at the same time I had plenty (enough for some good old fashioned fighting with my sibs). We did and ate some Utah things too, of course, but these people were at the heart of our little summer getaway. It had been since Ashton was just six (5 years ago!) that my family ALL was together. Plus it had been like 17 weeks since Cohen was born and hadn't met his Utah aunts, uncles and grandfather. Needless to say this was monumental. And therefore called for a photo shoot.

I wish Ashley could have followed me to each of my little visits with friends, extended family, and our time with Utah Knudsen kin as well. She captured the best of us. And even the us that we think isn't picture-perfect. She taught me a lesson about loving our imperfect—another thought entirely.

In any case, thank you Ashley and thank you family and thank you friends. Wish you all were here. Or that we were there. Or that flights were free.