Three months

Yesterday Scotland and I hit our three month anniversary.

I know, you are saying to yourself, "Three months? What is three months? Who cares about three months?"

Three months is the amount of time you are on probation when you start a new job.

Three months is the amount of time you are given to learn a class full of information in college.

Three months is one third of the way through the time it takes to grow a baby

Three months is all the time you have to grow a garden (at least in Idaho)

(Ok maybe I am stretching a bit on that last one...)

But still, three months is three months...

No, we really didn't do much. We went to church, we made cookies, we danced in the kitchen, just newlywed stuff...

But last night, I started thinking about it after we had already gone to bed, and I was supposed to be asleep. In three months, our relationship has taken leaps and bounds. In three months we have developed a strong trust in one another and in ourselves. We depend upon each other and share things with each other.

Everyone says marriage changes things. Yeah it does. Things are very different from when we were dating. But it is good. We grow and stretch together and it makes us stronger people, better people.

I love him with every beat of my heart. I cannot imagine my life without him. I hate saying stuff like that because I think it always comes out hollow sounding and mushy, but I have no other words. So instead maybe I will post some pictures for you...