All my trust

Today was an answer to prayers. A productive day, filled with things to do, places to go, people to see. It was nice to visit campus again and feel at home - with a purpose and peers I recognized. It was nice to chat with a good friend who had nothing else to do but chat with me.

As I drove home, relishing in the goodness of the day, I listened to some awesome country music. Like this

Nothing better. I glanced a little to the left to see this.


I call them, "Joseph Smith Rays." Magical. I glanced in my mirrors and saw this.



A magical rainbow. They were both put there as a confirmation that things will get better and everything is alright. He is looking out for me.

And that's what Jenny thinks.

Infancy

I wish I was a baby. When a baby is presented with something new, he/she has no fear of exploration and discovery.

In contrast, when I am presented with a new situation, fear wells up in my stomach, my mind races with self-conscious worries, and I begin to doubt everything I knew before.

Therefore, I wish I was a baby.

And that's what Jenny thinks.

This summer is just another chapter

I'm feeling a bit lost for words, and overwhelmed by teary emotions I approach the end of my summer. "My summer" because I owned this summer. So many firsts, so much learning, hard decisions, growth, changes, and, of course, a ridiculously large amount of partying.

I'm nearly brought to tears thinking about becoming Beatrice and weekly trips to Trafalooga. I can hardly stand the number of goodbyes I spent. My stomach flutters when I think of new relationships I formed and relationships the merely grew. Sadness drowns my heart when realize that the Villa is no longer "home." That my friends don't live next door. That there isn't Macey's icecream just down the street. That nothing will ever be the same.

Nothing will ever be the same.

That's a hard truth to swallow. And I find myself having to swallow it more and more every day. But I must swallow hard, digest, and move forward. I'm definitely not the same woman I was 3 months ago. I am stronger and smarter. I can face the world before me with new knowledge and insight. I can do this...

...but not without a few tears and quick glance back at the magical summer that brought me to this point.

And that's what Jenny thinks.

How to

How to tell when you are happy/living life to its fullest:

You don't have time to read from your humongous blog-list. And you don't care. You are much too content in your own life to try to enjoy another someone's life for even five minutes. All you care to do is relish in your own happiness and joy and then write about exactly that.

And that's what Jenny thinks.