In Love

I love October.

I love the fall.
I love the way the air smells, the way the leaves change color in an explosion of autumnal splendor.

I love fall weather: not too hot, not too cold. Excellent medium.

I love pumpkins and squash.

I love Halloween and how so many people are so creative with their costumes.

I love creativity and originality.

I love Almond Joys, but for some reason very few people ever handed those out for treats.

I love pumpkin chocolate chip cookies.

I love apple pie.

I love apple cider and cider donuts.

I love fall fashion.

I love fall colors.

I love general conference, which always happens the first weekend in October.

I love the general authorities of the church.

I love the gospel.

I love how general conference always makes me want to be a better person.

I love how general conference gives me hope and guidance and answers.

I love Feist.

I love melancholy love songs.

I love the perfectness of today's weather.

I love Byzantine architecture.

I love my purple glasses.

I love this Threadless shirt I'm wearing.

I love how my professors are all awesome.

I love that I get to go to college.

I love the huge variety of people I meet on a daily basis.

I love diversity.

I love my family: Rielly, Lacey, Clayton, Colby, Luke, Leah, and Abby. They're perfectly imperfect, and I would have them no other way.

I love my mother. The more I see of the world, the more I'm grateful that she's my mother.

I love my father. Sister Dalton was so right about a father's influence in his daughter's life.

I love that there is kindness in the world.

I love generosity.

I love the Spirit.

I love unselfishness.

I love that I have friends, old and new.

I love that I was given the opportunity to live in Michigan.

I love that I chose to come to BYU.

I love the feeling when I first lay down in my bed after a long day, and I can just completely relax.

I love sarcasm.

I love witty humor. PUNS!

I love the feeling of satisfaction.

I love the sound of an acoustic guitar.

I love the sound of a ukulele.

I love grey skies.

I love the rain.

I love being in the rain.

I love the English language.

I love books, how authors can manipulate language.

I love the simple sounds of a piano.

I love the sculpture of Michelangelo. Overrated, but what can I say?

I love paintings.

I love the silent, venerated beauty of an old building in ruins.

I love poetry.

I love spontaneity, although I'm not prone to it very often if at all.

I love bread.

I love mangoes and avocados.

I love my eyes and hands.

I love thinking and pondering.

I love silence.

I love laughter, especially when someone's laugh is contagious.

I love children: their simplicity, their willingness, their genuine nature.

I love history.

I love my patriarchal blessing.

I love all that Novi quiz bowl has made me.

I love the internet.

I love hymns.

I love prayer.

I love wisdom, especially the wisdom of God.

I love Fridays. But alas, today is Monday.

I love life....most of the times. :)

And if you really read through this crazy long list of things I love (which is not complete, I'm pretty sure), then I love you, too.

This is me, choosing to be happy.