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To You, I Vow.

{ 5 YEARS }  

60 months, 260 weeks, 1,827 days, 43,848 hours, 2,630,880 minutes...you get the gist! 

There are days it feels like just yesterday the doors to the cathedral opened & I saw you waiting at the alter for me...Then there are days like today, when I calculate those numbers & see the mileage our marriage has on it...It feels as though we've been married a lifetime already. 

How does one truly articulate what that many days, months & years has meant, in a single post? I don't know that you can...but you know me, I have to try. 

Looking back on these last 5 years, we've experienced a lot together! And I can't help but see the Lords faithful hand in all of it (whether we saw/felt it at in moment...looking back, it's so evident)! We've lived in 2 states, 5 cities/towns/villages, 2 apartments, 2 homes, lived with the your parents for a spell, they've lived with us (twice, ha!), my sister's lived with us, we've worked at 2 churches, transitioned from a 2 income household to 1, owned a cat (never again!🏼), & have 2 of the most beautiful, loving children!🏼

Our journey these last 5 years hasn't been easy. We've experienced blissful highs & challenging lows. We've learned (and I think are continually learning) what it looks like to fight for our marriage, and not just for an average, mediocre marriage, but one that is joy filled, loving, passionate & most importantly, thriving! Over these 5 years, we've seen the weight of our vows & the depth of the covenant we entered into. We've been faced with the decisions (sometimes daily) of whether we'll continue to hold true to our vows or just throw in the towel. Through any pain or frustration we've faced, the Lord has been faithful to not leave us where we were. He's been faithful to teach us, redirect us, grace us, humble us (which never feels good, ha!), love us & encourage us to keep loving each other. Though these times of refinement have been far from enjoyable, I'm so thankful for them! I'm thankful that through the heat & pressure of our circumstances, we're coming through the fire as one. Refined & made new. Into something we could have never been on our own. 

Hayden Michael, I love you with all of my heart & every ounce of my being. I consider it a true honor that God called ME to be the oneThe one best suitable for you. The one to raise our sweet little babes with you. The one running & serving along side you. The one to partner with you in all that God has called us to do. This role is one I do not take lightly. 

As your wife, here are a few things I vow:
I vow to love God. 
I vow to love you unconditionally. 
I vow to make you the priority, under Him. 
I vow to serve you selflessly.
I vow to fight for us - even when I'm weary.
I vow to encourage you always. 
I vow to call you up to be the man God's called you to be.
I vow to help you achieve your dreams.
I vow to support you & always have your back.
I vow to be your wingman, ride or die, best friend & biggest fan.
I vow to stand with you, in the good, bad or ugly...always & forever.

So my love, here's to the rest of our lives! May they be full of endless love, contagious laughter, great adventures, & unforgettable memories! 

I love you, always.
Me

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