Three years

Today is three years! Mountain man and I exchanged our vows three years ago today! In three years much has happened, from first moment of our marriage ours has been rife with huge events. From the early delivery of our daughter tiger (2) on Christmas Eve later that same year to the mountain man adopting cricket in January of 2016 and then finding out days later that we were expecting our little bear (7mo)

With each passing day I find more and more reasons to love him. When tiger asks him if she can brush his hair (all 2mm of it) he agrees without hesitation. When little bear just won't calm for me to feed him and I'm clearly on the verge of mental breakdown because I feel worthless, my mountain man steps in with a kind word of encouragement and will take over for a few minutes to calm little bear down until he can eat without fits (he's breastfeeding so daddy can't take over the feeding). And my heart melts when mountain man takes cricket outside and teaches him real survival skills like hunting, fishing, gardening, construction, and caring for our few farm animals.

This morning I awoke at 5am as I do every day. I made coffee for my mountain man and I and I sat with him on the couch to watch the morning news report. We talk for awhile about what we are doing today including the bittersweet goodbyes we will have to say tonight to one of our fellow parishioners. When we gather up tiger and little bear for him to take to our sitters house he bids me to come outside (barefoot of course) and there he shows to me 4 rose bushes that he's procured for me. Rosa rugosa. Nearly wild roses.

It's all the little things that the mountain man does that make me so very glad that he is mine and makes me love him so much more. Happy anniversary mountain man. Here's to many more.