Three.

Today we celebrated three years of marriage. If I'm honest for a moment, our third year was happy/crappy. Kyle and I talked and both came to the conclusion that our third year has been our least favorite of marriage so far. I know I'm probably not suppose to let you all in on that secret, but we like to keep it real. Our first year as husband and wife we were on cloud nine the entire year. The second year we slowly floated down to reality and into study halls at school. Our third year was this strange in between of being graduated but not moved on to the next chapter. We were stuck and trying to figure out how to enjoy that time together...but not successful at it a great deal of the time. Love is tricky sometimes, but the belly laughs and slow dancing make it oh so worth it. To celebrate the end of this year together and the many hard adventures and new paths it brought us along the way, we went to one of our favorite places. White Rock, B.C. was one of our favorite date spots when we were dating as teenagers. Sounds wild now that we have been part of each other's lives that long! Looking at Kyle I felt the butterflies. He is one handsome man, and he is my handsome man. And dang is he lucky to have a catch like me ;) 

Cheers to three years and many more to come

Love.