For some reason, my first hours/days in Salt Lake were hard. I just felt so lost and out of place. I'm sure a lot of it was residual stress from the journey, but as I wandered around our new home by myself (Jason was already hard at work), I wanted to cry. Everything in the kitchen was just so tall and the bedrooms seemed so small; I couldn't imagine how we were going to make things work.
It wasn't until I gathered the kids together and took a trip to Salt Lake's main library that I took a deep breath and sighed, yes, everything is going to be okay. It's funny, but I think the way that you first orient yourself to a community probably communicates a lot about what you value most. I have frequented libraries, rec centers, parks, schools, and church but I still haven't been inside a Walmart, Target, Kohls, or Shopko (with furniture stores being the notable exception. Our couch didn't fit through the front door.)
Anyway, back to Salt Lake's main library, it's incredible.
We got library cards, signed up for the summer reading program, and took advantage of the summertime Kids Eat Free lunch program. Brooklyn is hiding off to the right in this picture, but if this photo included audio, you would hear her commenting on all the natural light and offering her compliments to the library's architect. Her Daddy has trained her well.
The kids adore the reading nooks that can be found in the children's area. I love that they are so inviting that the kids grab books from the shelves and nestle in to read instead of heading straight for the iPads.
Talia on her perch. This gal is trying to strip Brooklyn of her Bookworm title. Yesterday she read all of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child along with several other books.
Exploring the library's outdoor roof-top garden.
Gotta love those mountains!
At ground level, the library hosts a beautiful courtyard garden as well.
The splash wall is particularly fun.
Annika was already prepared with a swimsuit, of course.
After the library we rode trax for free to the City Center.
It seemed fitting that one of our first excursions should include the Salt Lake temple. After all, this is the reference point for all our directions as we find our way around town with the grid system.
Come to think of it, the temple is also our reference point for life, marking where we want to be and teaching how we can get there. What a breathtaking monument to faith.
The kids enjoyed listening to pins drop during our tabernacle tour. Luckily Annika had dozed off, so you could actually hear.
A photo in front of the reflecting pools, albeit poorly cropped. Fortunately we can go back and try again.
And one more picture of the temple at night.
Not a bad place to call home. In the words of little orphan Annie, "I think I'm gonna like it here."