Anniversary Hike with Amber French Photography

Here are some of my favorite photos from our anniversary hike back in June celebrating 3 years together! We were very fortunate to work with Amber French, who was willing to hike to the top of Rattlesnake Ledge for this shoot. I think it really paid off with a spectacular view! You could say that this shoot was inspired by our love of the outdoors and although there was no "Paradise Falls" there are some "UP" references. So enjoy our photos and remember...

Adventure is out there!

Sneak Peek

Paul and I did a crazy thing a few weeks back... an anniversary hike/photo shoot with Amber French Photography >>> I am so excited about the photos! Here is a sneak peek at the top of Rattlesnake Ridge.

March Twenty-First

Six years ago today I had a coffee date with my future husband...

I cannot believe that it has been that long it really seems like just yesterday I was moving away to college, let alone getting married and in a few months celebrating our third wedding anniversary. Paul is by far the best thing that has ever happend to me in this crazy life of mine.

When I first started dating Paul it was approaching summertime in 2008, it was the happiest time of my life. I really learned what it is to be in love. How do I know this? well, I am speculating but here are a few reasons. First, Paul was sick at least three major times in the first six months that we dated. He #1 broke his foot, so he couldn't walk, #2 had to have a minor surgery for another unrelated reason and also couldn't walk again, and #3 got exstremly ill with a crazy bad fever. All of this took place within our first six months of dating and you know what? I didn't care, I just wanted to be with him no matter what. We both remember that summer as being the best summer of our entire lives, it was so much fun even though so many traumatic things happend. For me, I moved away from my family's horse farm where I grew up. I remember packing my yellow bug to the brim with everthing I could and walking into the kitchen in our house and telling my mom I was leaving. I will never forget it! but Paul somehow gave me the little bit of courage I needed to make that step. Even though it hurt, and even though I dreaded the day I would leave the farm.

We always said that if we could survive that summer and remember it as fondly as we do, that we could survive anything together, and I truely belive that! I am so blessed to have Paul in my life he is such a great person inside and out. I view marraige as a gift and Paul as being a part of my life as a privilage and I am just so thankful everyday that such an amazing person has ended up as such a large part of my life.

Oregon Coast Engagement 2010

3 years ago today Paul showed up at my apartment early in the morning with his Art Institute backpack and told me to get up we were going somewhere. Me not being a morning person was pretty grumpy about this… I threw on some old comfy clothes, and jumped in the car. Paul drove and drove and when I finally started to wake up I realized we were on our way to the coast. When we finally arrived near Cannon Beach Paul parked and we walked along the water until we came to a quite clearing where there was an old shipwreck of some sort. Paul got down on one knee and nervously pulled out if his backpack a beautiful ring that he picked out all by himself… I had no idea. I just remember immediately dropping to my knees, giving him a huge hug saying YES!!! and then putting on the ring. We sat on the beach and watched the sunrise and then drove into a cute little village and spent the day together. It was amazing! One of the many best days of my life since Paul has been in it.

1 year since "I Do" ... and being married to my best friend

When I was engaged everyone kept telling me their horror stories of marriage, and warning me that it was difficult, telling me to make sure I was ready....

I guess this must not be something one experiences during the first year of marriage because I feel so incredibly blessed and overwhelmingly happy to be married to Paul Eric Miller.

Our first year of marriage has been a whirlwind of incredible changes and although every morning I leave Paul's side and head out into a world of chaos I am filled with an overwhelming sense of love, home, and compassion. I know that there is absolutely nothing that can bring me down because at the end of the day I will always get to return home to Paul. 

Paul and I have actually been together for 4 years and well, I'm assuming if your still reading your going to be interested in our past, so to share a little piece of my happiness with you here it is.

Paul and I went to high school together but we weren't high school sweethearts, in reality we were two band nerds who never spoke to each other until a homecoming game one year after I graduated and the year Paul graduated... yes, I married a younger man.

Our First Date

 Paul and I talked and he mentioned we should hang out eventually he "My Spaced Messaged" me asking if I would like to go to the Seattle Art Museums Roman Art Exhibit of course I said yes! so on March 21st 2008 we headed to Seattle. We had lunch at Lowells in Pikes Place Market, walked through the Olympic Sculpture Park, and checked out the Seattle Library for it's architecture of course. On the way home we had dinner at the Spaghetti Factory in Tacoma and I remember thinking what a great time I had and how sweet Paul was. We literally could talk for hours and it felt like only minutes had passed.

The Years in Between 

The first summer I spent with Paul was a blast we had fun doing absolutely nothing! Driving nowhere listening to the Ting Tings, talking for hours and hours on end, using every last drop of every second we could possibly spend together. Then winter came and what should have been the most exciting trip of my life... spending a month in Paris turned into a looming black cloud on the horizon. I didn't want to leave Paul and I know, I know it was just one month, but really he is just such a source of pure happiness in my life that the thought of leaving was just to sad. I got to France and could not for the life of me figure out how to use my phone card... this had me distraught I literally thought I would not be able to talk to Paul for a month. Then one morning the phone in my little hostel room rang and it was Paul! He figured it out for himself and called me every morning. One day he even sent me a song him and his friend had written whose girlfriend was also out of the country... This was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me.

When I returned home from France my world was right again as soon as I saw Paul's big smile... 

When it comes to our relationship there is literally nothing I would ever keep from Paul in fact when ever anything bad happens in my life the first thing I do to possibly amend it is to go and tell Paul, and just like that everything is perfect again as if by him knowing and supporting me all my troubles are over.

I know I'm going on and on, but if you love someone then you know exactly my feeling and my amazement that there can be so much love and happiness found in one individual it just has to be shared...


I was talking to Paul the other night about college days and how I miss them and he reminded me of all the time he spent in the Ingram (The Art Building at PLU) He reminded me that I used him as a "dummy" for my human cast in sculpture class... he literally laid there on the sculpture table letting me mummify him in wet cast strips. Poor guy I've put him through a lot. 


ok, ok enough about the past...


I just have to say Paul is the one for me and until we have a family of our own he will continue to fill the pages of this blog as he is source of almost all the happiness in my life plus or minus a couple family members...