This is the weekend of my 6-year-wedding anniversary.

We may go dancing to celebrate. There are a dozen red roses in a beautiful vase here on my desk as I type this. The seven years I've known my wonderful husband have been some of the happiest of my life. He helped me remember that there's a lot of beauty to be had, that there's a friend I can count on and someone to share my dreams (and who'll even egg me on given half a chance), and how to find a sense of peace in the midst of the things that are out of our control. He loves me like I am. He helped me remember how to dance and sing. Oh yeah, and he makes me laugh.

Together we explore the way big country.