Several years ago, I was out of town working on a project, in Salt Lake. Wow, what a breathtaking place. The Mountains, the people and we got to stay just across from work in a very nice hotel. It was a popular hotel with the college campus just next door, so we had lots of sports people their, conventions, and the like. I had been going there for several weeks, hanging out in the bar for supper and drinks. There was the really cute waitress who usually waited on us. One night the place was pretty slow, so she sat down and we started talking.
She had been raised there but had left the church because she didnโt believe in all the stuff they demanded the girls do. She was kinda like you in that she had a boyfriend she had been seeing for over a year but he was out of town a lot. It had snowed about 7 or 8 inches that day and I was pretty taken by its beauty. As we talked and time went by it was time for the bar to close. She was amused that I was so taken by the snow, but coming from Florida what would you expect. She asked me if I wanted to go up on one of the hills where the view of the city was fantastic. I said โsureโ! It was about 25 degrees and I told her I needed to go get my coat. She said wait a minute and she would go with me. We went up to my room, got my coat and headed out to the mountains. I had no clue where we were going. After about 45 minutes of driving on narrow windy roads she told me to pull off and stop. She opened her door and we got out, walked over to the edge of the road and it was a perfect view of the snow-covered city and all its glistening lights. It was pretty breathtaking.