1 Year Later.

Love is a temporary madness; it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have 
to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of eternal passion. That is just being in love, which any 
fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Those that truly love have roots that grow towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms have fallen from their branches, they 
find that they are one tree and not two.
From Captain Corelli's Mandolin by Louis de Bernieres



Our anniversary weekend in Tahoe was great. Thank you to all who supported us in this crazy year. Husband and I are so happy that life has finally somewhat slowed down and we can just be. Weve grown so much over this year and I cant believe all that has happened. Its been amazing.