Tonight I was driving home at around dusk. I was dodging in and out of traffic, paying attention to nothing but the car lights and the quickly moving shapes automobiles when the beauty of it all took my breath away. It wasn’t the cars, though even they had a beauty of their own.
I looked south down Utah Valley and saw the darkening hues of red as the sun was beginning to set behind the western mountains. It was surreal, the realization that I have this one chance in my life to appreciate the beauty of the setting sun, the deeply red colored hills, and the fact that I, as one soul, have the opportunity to travel through and appreciate it all.
The lights were beginning to come on, the homes in the distant taking on the shape of a twinkling star in the evening. It was quiet in my car, without much noise from the freeway making it’s way in to break my revelry. Each day is a special gift, to be enjoyed, savored, to be appreciated. It is so easy to dwell on all that is wrong in this world, the injustice, the challenges, the heartache that many of us feel. However, as the old saying goes, we need to stop and smell the roses. It only comes our way once.