Parrott Ponderings: The Thing About Year Three

Three years

It has been a phenomenal three years. I love spending my life with him and wouldn't want it any other way. I could go on and on in this post about how much I love him, how much fun we have together, and how I can't wait for all that our future holds together. All of that would be true. For some reason, when I sat down to write a little bit about our anniversary though, that isn't what my heart wanted to say.

This last year has been hard. I know that it could have been so much harder. I know that I am incredibly blessed, but this year seemed a little more difficult than the other two. It has been hard in a waiting for everything to slow down a little bit, but knowing it may not for a very long time sense. Or a trying to be patient while we wait and pray sense. Or an I only saw my husband for about 15 minutes alone last week sense.

I know that there are women all around the world that are doing it alone, or waiting months to see there husband. I know it could be so much harder, and I am so grateful that it is not. But it did not seem honest to tell you that things haven't been hard this year. We have both needed to work very hard to stay close. To keep loving each other more everyday.

I could go on forever, as I am sure that most of you who have been married for more than five minutes could. All of the hard things just make me appreciate the support that we have that much more. Those times make me appreciate being married to a man who isn't willing to give up on his family. Who fights to lead, and stops to pray when everything is falling apart. Who calls our little boy while he is at work to talk about binkies, cars, or whatever else comes to Logan's mind, because he cares about being involved in his life.

I am thankful that our families love us more than I can explain with words. That they have showed us that love so many times in so many different ways.

I am thankful that my older brother was willing to walk me down the aisle. I don't think he knows, even today, how much I needed and appreciated him. I have never had a harder time with not having a dad around as I did on my wedding day. It meant so much to have someone that loved me and watched me grow up be there for me.

The support that we have is unbelievable. From parents, to grandparents, to aunts and uncles, to siblings, and friends. So I guess this is a thank you. Thank you for being there on our wedding day. More importantly, thank you for being there today, and in this past year. We have needed the love and the support and it has helped make us stronger. It has helped keep us going.