For all this talk about finding my home here in the mountains, there is one caveat. For the rest of my life, my true home will always be with this man. He is my home, and I will follow him to the ends of the earth.
As it so happens he loves these rolling blue-green mountains as I do.
"Sometimes our life reminds me/ of a forest in which there is a graceful clearing/ and in that opening a house,/ an orchard and a garden./ comfortable shades, and flowers,/ red and yellow in the sun, a pattern/ made in the light for the light to return to./...We are more together/ than we know, how else could we keep on discovering/ we are more together than we thought?"--Wendell Berry, from "The Country of Marriage"
Happy Birthday, my love.