Yesterday Jake took the GRE. I'm so glad it's finally over and I hope he doesn't have to take it again. He did everything that he could and I'm proud of him. He took all the advice he could get, i.e. reading The New York Times, reviewing vocabulary flashcards and doing math prep tests. The results won't be back until November, so waiting will get annoying. This semester has been reasonably stress free for me. I have my first test next month and so my anxiety might raise by a point, but I think I will make it by. I can't believe how much my little nephew has grown. It's so crazy to think! He's already sitting up in a Bumbo by himself. Max is sooo stinking protective of him, and every time he hears a knock on the door he asks if it's the baby.
School has definitely been controlling our lives the past few weeks. Jake has been really on top of things, which includes disputing with his professor when he doesn't agree with his quiz score. Also, he started his new job, which has been really great. I can tell he likes it much more than his last one. Our dear friends the Carters are moving away this week. Eric was a member of the Bishopric and was released this afternoon. Jackie and Otto, their little boy, spent many hours playing with Max. I got a little teary eyed when they spoke during church today. Eric has been our Home Teacher for the past year and he came every month. We will miss having them so close by.
Today we were talking about the Spirit World in Relief Society. I can tell this was some thing I really needed today. I was thinking about my Dad a lot this past week, probably because we went to the Cucina Toscasa to eat as a family in his memory. He would have gotten mad that we all ordered our own desserts. Anyways, in the Lesson we were reminded that the spirit world is really on the earth. I hope with all my heart that my Dad is looking over little Max. As of now he still remembers him and likes to point out his picture to us when he gets the chance.
This past Friday my Mom got my Dad's Life Insurance check and she had a really hard time with it. I think it was just a symbol of how he's truly gone, but I really feel that he's still with us. max still likes to run up to his picture and say "Gwamka" Which means Grandpa.
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