I love my life. I love my friends. I love my family.

I love music; singing, dancing, creating. I love imagining. I love writing. I love reading. I love literature, I love discussions. I love the Gospel. I love the stories from the scriptures. I love the message of love I get from reading the scriptures. I love the feelings of peace I get when I think of the Lord and my religion. I love my home, and the companionship I feel from the people around me.

I love nature. I love flowers, trees, even those pesky bugs (so long as they stay outside, that is). I love how close I feel to Heaven when I walk outside. I love the green grass of Portland, the living trees, the beautiful thoughts I have when contemplating the origin of all of the surrounding magnificence. I love the sky, and the complex hues of blue and purple and white it holds. I love the sun, and the warmth and light it gives. I love how peaceful it makes me feel. I love the rain, and how it helps me to feel comforted. I love the snow, and how simple and pure it is. I love the wind, and how it relaxes me. I love the oceans and lakes, mountains and valleys, reservoirs and waterfalls that are dotted all over the surface of this gorgeous earth.

I love. I just love.