Three Years

by Ashley Weeks Cart

Three years ago, we were married.

Three years later, we’ve built a family with two beautiful little girls in the place where it all began.

It just gets better and better.

These pictures from our maternity shoot with Kate are like the engagement photos we never had… if I was 30 pounds lighter and not 9 months with child. Details.

James, bebe, thanks for hanging with my crazy for eight years. The words of this poem I wrote you for our wedding day have never been more true. 143.

You are to me…

You are purple mountains and starry night,
winter sky and sun shining bright.

You are calm after storm and spoon in my bed,
my safe harbor and song in my head.

You are smooth sailing and gentle breeze,
sand between my toes and ocean seas.

You are laughter on a dreary day,
ridiculous red and child’s play.

You are adventure and safety net,
my sunrise and my sunset.

You are cheerleader and number one fan,
my rockstar and leading man.

You are cherry-on-top and chocolate chip,
blue sea glass and sailing ship.

You are downy snow and pink sand,
fluffy pillow and marching band.

You are apple cider and orange leaves,
mistletoe and Christmas eves.
perfumed air and flowery tree,
salty breath and warmed sea.

You are my heart and four in one,
sea saw balance and home run.

You are the best that best can be,
You are the very best for me.

Adapted from the children’s book, “You Are To Me,” the book I gifted James on our first Valentine’s Day together.

Photos: Courtesy of Kate Drew Miller