I have a dream

Growing up I imagined many things.

I dreamt of high school.

I dreamt of college.

Boyfriends.

Adventures.

Where I would live.

Marriage.

My future husband.

(What girl didn't?)

But, I never dreamt 

that one day I would be living over 600 miles away

from the people I love.

Alas, my dreams have changed.

The day I met Jarom was the day that my focus changed.

I knew that one day we would get married.

(Although I never anticipated how long it would take)

And I felt that the possibilities of us leaving Utah were high. 

The amazing, beautiful part about the gospel of Jesus Christ 

is that the Lord has a plan.

And the Lord lets us dream.

And in the end the Lord leads us to the place where we will grow.

The place where we will struggle.

And the place that we will learn to overcome.

I love Jarom.

And marrying him was the best thing I ever did.

My dream is to be with him.

I love living with Jarom.

I love substitute teaching.

I am beginning to love living in California.

And I love living close to my in-laws.

They have become my family and some of my best (okay, only) friends.

(At least here in California)

On Monday, Martin Luther King Day, we spent the day at Jarom's parents.

We had a little bbq, played some games, ate some yummy desserts that Shy made, 

and played with our adorable, little nephew.

[Two of my absolute favorite people]

This little guy is our favorite person to hang out with.

He is 99% of the time always happy.

He makes us laugh.

He loves to play.

He has the cutest little waddle walk.

And he just adores my husband.

We did our laundry at my in-laws.

And Tyson loooves laundry.

So I, being the wonderful aunt that I am, took it upon myself to have a little fun.

I have these funky blue genie pants that I put on him.

Funniest thing you ever did see.

Tyler (my brother-in-law and Tyson's dad) was not so keen on it.

But look at this little stinker?

How can you not think he is the cutest thing ever?

And even more importantly, he loved those pants.

I love watching him and Jarom interact.

Nothing can melt a woman's heart like watching her husband play with little kids.

Jare is going to be such a good daddy someday.

(Someday, people, someday in the far far future)

I love living close to my in-laws.

And I am grateful to have them nearby.

If I can't have my own family near, I'm grateful to have Jarom's family.

They are one of the best things that happened to me when I married my Jarom.

It has been amazing to see how blessed Jarom and I have been since we got married.

I love my life. 

A new beginning

I think that a lot of people in life have the desire to start over.

People make mistakes.

Things happen.

LIFE happens.

I don't think I was necessarily looking for a new beginning.

I just wanted to get married.

But here I am.

The year is 2014.

I'm married to my best friend.

Living in the unknown of California.

With only my husband and in-laws as my friends.

And I am living 647 miles away from my family, something I've never done before. 

My life hasn't been erased.

I haven't forgotten the things of my past.

But here I am in a completely new place.

Starting my very own new beginning.

Many people have asked if I am going to keep a blog of mine and Jarom's experiences.

And so here I am starting a new blog.

This is the story of my life. 

The story that starts from my marriage 4 months (tomorrow) ago.

Jarom and I were married on September 14, 2013.

We spent a wonderful week in San Diego, CA for our honeymoon.

After which we drove 9 or so hours north to a little town called Gridley, CA.

Our new home for the first month and half of marriage.

Jarom is from Northern California and wanted to come back after getting married.

His brother Caleb is currently in the California Highway Patrol (CHP).

Jarom decided months ago that that was also something he would like to do.

So after living my whole life in Mormonville, Utah, 

I picked up my whole life and followed my husband to live in Northern California. 

The unknown was in my future.

We are currently living in Yuba City, working as Substitute teachers, and patiently enduring the long, drawn out process of the highway patrol application process.

We spend many hours together laughing, watching movies, and just being goofy.

We see his family as much as we can.

And I look forward to every opportunity that I can to go back to visit Utah to see the Jensen Clan.

I hope to keep up this blog mostly to keep a record of our saga together and so those who live 647+ miles away from us can be a little bit more in touch with our lives.

So for now, this will have to do.

Until I write again.