Dearly Beloved,
This was supposed to be a Christmas newsletter, but late is
better than never.
We split 2016 between Alaska and Utah, leaving The Last
Frontier for The Beehive State in mid-August. After over two years, we were sad
to leave the dramatic beauty of the Palmer Valley, but grateful for the new
opportunities in Provo. From January through May Tim was teaching his final
semester of Spanish at Wasilla High. The summer was spent enjoying a few last
months in the Alaskan outdoors, as well as a wonderful Hall family reunion in
Bear Lake, Utah. In August, Tim drove down the Alaska Highway with his dad and
with D. Irene flew down a week later with little M. Tim started
his Linguistics MA program at the end of August, and we all adjusted to living
in a new place.
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| Hawaii Temple |
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| After Fiddler on the Roof performance |
Tim: I wrapped up
my second year of teaching Spanish at Wasilla High School, and was sad to leave
the students I’d come to love so much. I stayed home over the summer rather
than working for Delta, and helped Dad F (Irene’s father) build a chicken
coop bigger than many people’s homes. I was so glad my father joined me for the
three-day beautiful drive down the Al-Can highway. I’ve dived into linguistics
and Chinese courses at BYU and am loving grad school. My research and thesis
focus on how university students learn new languages while studying abroad.
Irene has been
busy. Apart from continuing her progress toward her dietetics degree (taking
biology last winter, and biochemistry now), her main feat has been adjusting to
begin a mother of two children. An active three-year-old and a sensitive infant
have kept her very busy, and she’s grateful things are finally settling into a
routine (naps happen predictably, etc). We gratefully accepted Grandma C’s
(Tim’s grandmother) hospitality for September and October while we looked for
an apartment closer to campus, during which time Irene started a small business
selling her homemade breads. The first week she sold about 30 loaves! People
have loved it, and Irene has gotten very good at doing extensive baking on top
of mothering and loads of homework. She is the heart of our home, and holds it
all together.
D turned
3-years old in 2016, and we have to remind ourselves that it wasn’t 13. He
loves to talk, tell stories, sing, and play with his train sets. He talks to
everyone everywhere we go, always surprising them with his clear articulation and
careful syntax. He wants to do everything Mom and Dad do, so he’s always
talking about ‘going to school’, and what his ‘TA’ did in class the other day.
The transition to Utah was not easy for him – for the first couple of months he
kept saying, “I just miss Alaska – I want to go back to live with Oma and Opa!”
It was hard to go from roaming free over the 7-acre Fry homestead to only being
able to go out when we were with him, and having kind neighbors always fretting
about him getting near the street. Things are better now, and D loves coming “up
to campus” to visit Papa. We began reading chapter books, and have finished Stuart Little, Charlotte’s Web, and the
complete Winnie the Pooh stories.
M began
her earthly life in May, and had a bit of difficult time adjusting. She often
had a hard time sleeping, and wanted to be held constantly, much more so than
D at that age. We think she just had a hard time leaving her beautiful
heavenly home. She has grown up so much, and is now crawling. She is delightful
and loves to laugh and wave to everyone. One of our favorite things about
M is that she is a world-class foodie. Just before she was five months
old, we began giving her real food, because she would get so upset at mealtimes
when she couldn’t have any. Right away she took to zuppa toscana, chili,
oatmeal, toast, and literally everything else we eat, including raw onion. She
brings so much light and laughter to our days.
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| M's first Sunday going to church |
Thank you all for blessing our lives over the past year. We
have visited many of you, and wish we could have visited more. Special thanks
to those who have befriended us and loved us here in our new Utah home. We are
humbled and grateful to be so happy as a family, and recognize the how much our
God has given us. The experience of this past year have deepened our conviction
that He is in and through all things, and that peace comes to us by humbly bending
our will to his.
The Lord bless and keep you all,
Tim, Irene, D, and M



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