Tuesday, July 1, 2014

We all need a Colby Scott

Oh hey.  Sorry it's been a hot minute since I last typed out my current stream of thoughts.  Since we last spoke I started graduate school and it is truly the hardest thing I've ever done in my life.  I have full confidence that I would not have survived "trauma block"(the first/most intense month of PA school) without my husband.

There are some people in my class who are having to live separately from their spouses to come to school at Wake Forest.  Ya'll, I cannot even imagine.  And ya know what?  I couldn't do it.  

Since Colby and I moved away from our hometown, I have become solely dependent on him.  As it should be.  But right after we got married, dependency on both of our parents was still very much prevalent.  It wasn't bad by any means, but in our hearts we so desperately needed each other to depend on each other, solely.  

So in a sense, moving was one of the best things we could have done for our marriage.  

Simple example: One day, I was having car trouble and instead of immediately calling my dad, like I always have, I called Colby.  Colby said, "well babe, I don't know.  What did your dad say?"  When I told him I called him first, I could all but see the joy in his heart. 

I need him.  He needs me.  We both constantly need to feel that weight of dependency we get from one another.

Colby has made the first month of PA school bearable.  I knew it would be hard.  My parents knew it would be hard.  When Colby asked for my hand in marriage, my parents warned him that PA school was going something he would have to go through too if we got married when he suggested.   Obviously, I don't know the exact words that were said, but essentially Colby replied with, "bring. it. on." (Shew, somebody turn on the fan.  It is getting hot in here! ;) )

Today, I officially start my second month of PA school.  The trauma block is over and for that, let's all take a second to the praise the Lord.  Thank you, Jesus. 

I'm a wife first, student second.  And some of those sleep-lacking, stressful days, I fell short on that.   But I have a husband who carries out the gospel better than anyone I know.   His side of the yoke got heavier and he didn't think a thing of it.  He picked up the weight I couldn't carry and still asked what else he could do for me.

I am so overwhelmingly thankful I am on this man's team.  When I graduate from PA school, Team Scott will graduate.  Colby is investing just as much as I am in this journey.  But for real, he has played with my new medical equipment more than me.  He knows why I now shape my hamburger patties like red blood cells and at one point he learned all the bones of the hand so he could quiz me on them.  We all need a Colby Scott, y'all.

Anniversary pictures taken by Tyler and Ashley Lucas

1 comment:

  1. I have a Colby Scott…and it's a wonderful thing. And, p.s., I. love. these. pictures. oh. my. word.