My Simple, Happy, Beautiful Life

So, I have been back in my nice old hometown for a week or so. I feel much better about my arrangement than before. I have my frustrations and I miss my old life periodically, but I am learning to appreciate and live in the moment here. Here are the good things about my hometown: 1. My morning runs and swinging. I love swinging while listening to the ipod. 2. My singles ward is very fun and active. There seems to always be a activity every night. I am getting to know people in the ward and making friends. It is not the same as Provo, but maybe that is a good thing. 3. I can study preach my gospel with my brother, who got his mission call to New Mexico, Farmington. It has been good to bond with him. 4. I can spend time with my precious nephews and sister in law. I wake up and these nephews are up and wanting to play. They make me smile and just are adorable. How can you not love these twins? 5. I have my own room and I can personalize it. I don't have management telling me

So, the last couple of days have been rough for me as a college graduate. Let me explain to you why moving home after college graduation is hard. 1. You are leaving your home. I left Provo which was my home. My life was there. My work was there. My roommates were there. My ward was there. My life was there. I left my life in Provo. 2. I lost my identity. I am no longer a student. I am a unemployed college graduate until July 31st when I am Hermana Jensen. Can't wait to be Hermana Jensen. I have no idea who I am any more. Of course, I am a daughter of God. I have been in school since I was 5 years old. My objective everyday was to graduate one day. I reached my destination and I am done ( at least for a couple of years). I have felt like a failure the last couple of days because of my unproductivity. I feel like I am no longer a person because I am not reaching my nonexisting responsabilities. Does that make sense? I have no responsabilities currently except breathinng. 3. I d