Why I Love Where I Live

Do you love where you live? I think most people have a fierce loyalty to their home state for many different reasons. I love Utah. I didn't grow up here, but I've claimed it as my home. I don't ever plan to leave.  I thought I'd share some of the reasons I love living here.

Reason #1-
These people-

 Lucky for me, all of my siblings, and my parents, live within 90 miles of each other. Which means we can see each other. Often.

Here's a map I drew to give you a better idea.



I should really think about a career in art. Or map making.

(Tell me something you like about where you live.)

Comments

  1. UnknownJuly 18, 2013 at 9:22 PM

    Ha ha! That map is awesome. I'm going to start using it to get around.

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    1. Julie DeMilleJuly 21, 2013 at 4:46 PM

      OK, but I'm disclosing now that I cannot be responsible if you get lost, or fall in the Great Salt Lake (which my daughter pointed out I forgot.)

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  2. Michelle SJuly 18, 2013 at 9:49 PM

    Your map is fabulous!! I love Utah too! We have family that live out of state and i always take it personally when they say they don't like Utah.

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    1. Julie DeMilleJuly 21, 2013 at 4:46 PM

      Why do people do that? I don't make fun of their states. And, I could.

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  3. KimJuly 19, 2013 at 5:39 AM

    I miss Utah so much...because of the people, my friends and family. Lincoln has been great for my kids schooling...so that's something i like about Lincoln Nebraska, the schools.

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    1. Julie DeMilleJuly 21, 2013 at 4:47 PM

      Good schools are SO important. Your kids have really seemed to blossom there.

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  4. MarianneJuly 19, 2013 at 10:28 PM

    Look out Rand McNally! We were planning on retiring to Texas, but you're making a good sell for Utah. As far as Chicago....the people are nice (the ones who aren't shooting you at least).

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    1. Julie DeMilleJuly 21, 2013 at 4:48 PM

      Come on out, we could be retired neighbors! How much fun would that be?
      (Chicago is first on my list to visit when I win Publisher's Clearing House!)

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