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Life in the Fast Lane

Well, life is ever picking up. I took Gabe in for a doctors visit last month because he was that kind of sick that just doesn't get better. While I was there the doctor referred me to Early Intervention because Gabe doesn't speak. We went to the initial testing shortly after the doctors appointment. The test results we got back say that Gabe is communicating on a 10 month old level. They also said that it might be a good idea to have him tested for autism. While he will look you in the eye and smiles a lot his social interactions with peers and adults is very closed, like he doesn't know how to play with anyone else. It is a potential place for us as a family to deal with. Our first visit with Early Intervention is on Monday. We'll just see how it all plays out and hope for the best.


Randy will start a new job on Monday also. It is another R&D position at the JBT Aero Tech company in Ogden. He is excited and I am excited for him. There are a lot of good things going on with this company and we can only hope that it is as awesome a job as it seems. He applied for this job back in September and he was interviewed at the very end of March. I see the divinity of our situation and am grateful that we are being watched over and taken care of. God knows what is a good thing for us and it is with much pushing and prodding that we have made it here.  



I didn't really tell anyone that I was going back to school last August but I did. I am graduating in May with my Bachelor's of General Studies. This is really exciting and I should have said something back then because it matters to me that people know. I learned something serious about myself these last eight months, I have severe anxiety. I was afraid to tell anyone that I was going to school due to an unquenchable anxious feeling that I would let someone (other than myself) down by not graduating. I also didn't want to have to defend my semesters. The endless question, "How is school going?" is enough to make me break down into hysterical sobs. What if it wasn't going well? What if it was? What do you say to that question? To me, there is no right answer to that question and I vow to never ask it in that way ever again. But at the end of this month it won't matter any more because I'm graduating!  
 So life is picking up here in Ogden. Things are happening and good things are coming. We do have to speak in church this Sunday so wish us luck and inspiration. I have felt your thoughts and prayers and want to thank you for them. They truly have helped.

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