Today Shelby and I celebrate three years of marriage.

Being married is one of the hardest things that seems easy before you dive into it.

I've been challenged to determine where I'm willing and unwilling to compromise, as well as having to adapt to another's way of living.

And while marriage has been harder than I thought, Shelby and I are getting the hang of it. I've heard that if you make it to three years, you're on your way.

Each year we take photos around our wedding anniversary, in the same spot we got married: beneath the apple trees in our backyard.

Though we physically may not have changed much over the past three years, looking at the photos from our wedding day, first anniversary, second anniversary, and now third anniversary, I'm realizing just how much can happen in a short amount of time. And also how quickly time seems to pass by!

Happy third anniversary to the person who's unabatedly supported my wildest dreams, my Swiss Army Knife of handymen, and my co-kitty caretaker. I love you to the moon and back.